CritCrit shrugs and points at the fabricator machine, points to the random armour button. Then hands the piece of paper describing the armour to the armour. Crit's screen glows purple sympathetically.
The robot gives his best explanation by pointing at the Fabricator, the Random Protection button and the description on the screen. To his credit, the animated suit of armor seems to grasp the matter fairly quickly.
[6] 'SO I AM REDUCED TO NOTHING MORE THAN A... A COMMODITY. TIME MUST HAVE CLAIMED MY EMPIRE,' the suit thunders. It is silent for quite a while.
'NO. IT IS NOT SO. IT CANNOT BE SO. AS LONG AS I REMAIN, SO OUR LEGACY LIVES ON. AND SO I MUST REMAIN.'The purplish glow fades slightly. The armor seems less terrifying, somehow.
'CREATURE. HAVE NO FEAR OF ME. THIS ARMOR WILL SERVE YOU AS IT SERVES ME. I MUST THINK ON THINGS.'With that, the glow winks out completely - but Crit thinks he can still register a presence of sorts, faint and withdrawn, in the armor. He uses the chance to read the full text of the description.
This work of art and masterful blacksmithing was built to guard the mortal remains of a great, long-dead emperor. It was placed over his grave, deep in a sacred ziggurat alongside a powerful curse or prophecy - that should someone attempt to move the armor away from its ordained position - likely in an attempt to loot His Majesty's burial treasures - it would be possessed by the furious spirit of the Emperor and strike down all defilers and thieves who'd dared enter. It seems they did not consider the possibility the armor might end up displaced across the galaxy without anyone actually entering the ziggurat, but likely the idea of the spirit is just clever propaganda to stop the enemies of the empire from desecrating his remains anyway. The suit is surprisingly light-weight yet quite durable despite the primitive materials. Flexible plating and joint-work allows freedom of movement without fear of injury, sometimes even allowing feats of agility not possible outside it. That said, it is infinitely more valued for its beauty and uniqueness - collectors would pay fortunes for something like this.
Damage Reduction: -2
Traits:
+Agile Armor [+1 to Dodge]
+Spirit of the Jade Emperor [This armor houses the spirit of an ancient emperor. They may be able to boost its capabilities... or take over it entirely.]
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Status: Obsolete.
HP: 25/30 [-2 to Damage. +1 to Dodge]
Possessions:-
Glowstick Gun [Damage -/
Accurate I,
Stealthy,
Glowstick Shots/Excitement, Quiet, Glow]
-
Throne of the Jade Emperor [DR:-2/
Agile Armor,
Spirit of the Jade Emperor/Grave, Jade, Agility, Haunted]
-Endgame Ring [
Black Hole Generator]
+Mega Seeds
+SGP Glue
+Last Resort Explosive Digger
+Terror Harvester
+SEVEN Artificial Heart
+Quantum Lab Tube [An experimental product of Nazi superscience. Appears to contain every chemical at once.]
+Quantum Key [An experimental product of Nazi superscience. Appears to
be every key at once.]
-0 Fabricator Tokens
Traits: Nazified In Transport Hall:
+Mechanized Sandboard [Relatively fast, if likely to make you throw up, on sandy terrain; of limited use off it./Sand, Ill]
With everyone more or less ready, our Heroes gather in the Teleportation Deck again. Lux chirps in while the teleportation sequence begins to count down.
'So! We're zapping you down at the place your target was last spotted. Some kind of club or other entertainment-slash-intoxication habitat. You should arrive at around the right place - you know how funny teleportation physics can be! Now, are you ready? Four, three, twoonezerogogogog-'The rest of her is drowned out by a distorted howl as time and space is once more torn apart and the five Heroes chucked to the other end of the galaxy in a combination of a blink and an eternity. Nausea wells up again, even, strangely enough, in the robot. Reality warps and shakes and...
[6] ...then our Heroes land in an embarassing tangle on hard concrete ground. There are a few screams and yelps from around them, but at the same time an overwhelming assault descends on their senses - the stink of fuel, of electricity, rising, warm, industrial heat, the snap of biting-cold air and the faint fall of snow, the whip-like cracks of high-speed speeders and aircars flashing past, the voices of many, alien tongues, of blaring adverts and slow, melancholy music that seems to emanate from speakers scattered in every direction; the background hum and thunder of a billion distant noises.
Looking up, they see endless lights, blue and glittering like stars, illuminating behemoths of buildings rising everywhere they look. Elaborate, ornamented edifices with grand balconies and sweeping arches compete with stark glass-and-steel giants in what seems like an uncoordinated mess of city planning. The sea of light below nearly drowns out the dark night sky above. The city continues in a varied urban sprawl wherever they look, growing both vertically and horizontally - some of the larger buildings look big enough to house endless thousands and cast long, deep shadows.
In their more immediate surroundings, though, our Heroes note a few scattered people of various races on the street, staring at them in surprise (and some in disgust when the nausea overtakes some). To their right, Lux's promised club - a ritzy, proud little establishment announcing its alien name in neon letters - stands dark and closed. One of the windows looks to be covered in cardboard. To the left, the street abruptly ends in a long, long fall to the surface level of the city, offering a beautiful view of the bright urban landscape. A large building, almost temple-like with its marble and a green stone dome, stands across the gap.
For once, there is no immediate danger - but they might be in a race against time.
---
Status: Evil. Purplish?
HP: 30/30
Possessions: -
'Reaver' Powered Crossbow [Damage 4/
Close-Ranged I,
Stunning +1, Special Ammo/Sadistic, Mind-Altering]
-
Ursus Amplifier Sword [Damage 5/
Amplifier/Bear, Intensify]
-
Blackheart [Damage 7/
Heavy Weapon II,
Grapeshot Blast,
Tearing V,
Fearsome I/Darkness, Strength, Dual-Wielded, Large]
-
Deathmaw [Damage 7/
Heavy Weapon II,
Grapeshot Blast,
Stunning +3,
Fearsome I/Darkness, Strength, Dual-Wielded, Large]
-
Omniphobic Familiar [
Teleprotectation]
-Maelocht's Gloves [
Soulgnawer]
-Faer Tragedie's Secret [
Despair Stone]
-Lucky Fish! (1)
-3 Fabricator Tokens
Traits: None
Status: Gnarly.
HP: 30/30 [-1 to Damage]
Possessions:-
Tooth Gun [Damage 3/
Precise, Special Ammo/Teeth]
>Shattering Teeth (2) [Tearing II] >Diamond Teeth (10) [+3 Damage/Piercing II, Stunning +0]-
Fireproof Cassock [DR:-1/
Fire-Resistant/Christian]
-
Plascale Symbiote [DR:-4/Duration: 8 turns/
Bond Creature/Lizard, Transformative]
-AboutTime Authentic Allosaur Leather Gloves
-The Terrorporter [
Terror Port]
-Dazzle Suit (Variant IX) [Unuseable.]
-Oneiric Dust
-Dancing Spirit (1)
-1 Fabricator Token
Traits: None
Status: Obsolete.
HP: 25/30 [-2 to Damage. +1 to Dodge]
Possessions:-
Glowstick Gun [Damage -/
Accurate I,
Stealthy,
Glowstick Shots/Excitement, Quiet, Glow]
-
Throne of the Jade Emperor [DR:-2/
Agile Armor,
Spirit of the Jade Emperor/Grave, Jade, Agility, Haunted]
-Endgame Ring [
Black Hole Generator]
+Mega Seeds
+SGP Glue
+Last Resort Explosive Digger
+Terror Harvester
+SEVEN Artificial Heart
+Quantum Lab Tube [An experimental product of Nazi superscience. Appears to contain every chemical at once.]
+Quantum Key [An experimental product of Nazi superscience. Appears to
be every key at once.]
-0 Fabricator Tokens
Traits: Nazified Status: Stranded.
HP: 30/30 [-2 to Damage, plus Shield]
Possessions: -
Snappercrabs [Damage 1/
Tearing III,
Grip of Pain,
Crabby Ammo]
-
Donquix's Pistol [Damage 2/
Shadowbane/Outdated, Fantasy, Shadow, Suicide]
-
The Rose Blade [Damage 5/
Piercing II/Friendship, Love, Blood]
-
Cadgewell's Green Rifle [Damage 3/
Inaccurate,
Internal Bloom/Earth, Overgrown, Organ]
-
Air Shield [DR:-3 to conventional/Shield Use: 2/
Repulsive Barrier/Air]
-
Sacred Fang Mail [DR:-2/Worship, Teeth, Special]
+Sack of Business Gnomes
-2 Fabricator Tokens
Traits: None
Status: Rattled.
HP: 25/25
Possessions:-
Grímnir's Hold [Damage 6/
Unwieldy I, Ancient Wards/Containment]
-
Sungwood Bow [Damage 4/
Bug Swarm/Singing, Insect]
-
Legal Protection [DR: -3/Capacity: 4/Law]
-
Peace Pigeons [Damage 4/
Burst,
Peacemaker/Self-Damaging, Pigeon, Revolutionary]
-
Kodion Thermal Shield [DR: -2/Shield Use: 3/
Fire Barrier/Fire]
+Spirit of 1871 [Effects: +30 HP, +1 to CR, +1 to Stunning Resistance, -1 to rolls of intelligence.]
-
Viscous Eyedrops-Jetpack Soviet Fur Hat
-0 Fabricator Tokens
Traits: None
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The rolls today - 666. PROMISING.
If you wanted to bring vehicles with you, say now and they will be retconned in. With my limited time I thought it best to move us along right away. They might prove useful on this particular mission, or then not.
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Topic: Guns, Cash, and Glory: A Random-Generated Scifi Rampage [Mission II!] (Read 52652 times)