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[_DivideByZero_]

Two humanoids sat at the edge of a counter in front of a viewscreen. One wrote down what he saw. The other observed more closely.

They were observing an adolescent male of another race battle enemies in a virtual simulator.

"Cark--" began one of them, specifically the one observing.
"Yes Lari?" replied the other.
"I was thinking... if these beings spend so much time training for combat against imaginary monsters in their 'RPG's,' don't you think it would be right to 'help' them out a bit?"
"What are you saying...?"
"Oh, you know what I'm saying. We can market this... as a game show. It would be perfect. You with me?"

Cark gripped his chin tentacle. After pondering for a moment, he answered.

"I'm in."



Welcome to Roll to Dodge: Random Encounter!
In this RTD, you will take on the roles of five ordinary humans, living out their lives. Unbeknowest to them, they are going to witness a remarkable violation of the laws of physics...
The world takes place twenty minutes into the future.

Based on a thread at the spacebattles forum.

Spoiler: Mechanics (click to show/hide)

Every hour (turn), all characters gain a 0.0416% (1/24th) chance of entering a random encounter. This chance increases by 0.0416% (1/24th) every hour where there is no random encounter, and drops by 100% (24/24ths) after an encounter.

----Random Encounters----

The random encounter will consist of a certain number of monsters of varying types. The monster will be scaled to the target's fighting capability, but also to the region. Cities and regulated areas, for example, would be rather safe and contain only weak monsters. However, sewers and ghettos, for example, will contain deadlier desert-themed monsters.

Monsters materialize out of nowhere but in a logical manner, such as teleportation for a cybernetc foe or crawling out of a manhole.

----Loot----

Upon death, the monster's remains are blown away as dust into the wind. They will leave behind scaled loot based on needs and difficulty. For example, in a desert, one can expect to fight cactusmen that drop bottled water and food as well as having a chance to leave their weapon behind. In space, giant jellyfish will drop canned air.

All monsters have a chance to drop gold coins as well as a small chance for rare items. All monsters can also drop a vial of anti-aging serum that extends the user's life expectancy by two years.

----Safe Zones----

When in a safe zone--in other words, anywhere that an interruption would be dangerous such as surgery or comatose--a random encounter will not spawn. However, because the chance of an encounter increases with time, being safe for an extended period of time will result in an immediate random encounter after the safe zone is left.

Safe zones also include homes and transcontinental flights.

----Third Parties----

The monster spawns with the intention of injuring the recipient of the random encounter. In vehicular combat, the entire vehicle and crew is assumed to be equivalent to the character.
Once the character or monster is killed, the monster attempts to retreat to a location where it will despawn and vanish completely. Monsters will not retreat unless circumstances mean absolute failure on the monster's part otherwise.

----Injuries----

During battle, a  monster may only cause non-lethal injury to any character. People's may be injured but only to a certain low point. The moment a lethal injury would be taken by the character, the monster carries the character by means of teleportation to the nearest hospital or safe-zone for recuperation. The character is also temporarily knocked unconscious through unknown means.

All monsers can and will kill players and possibly NPC's. It is possible, however, to run away and avoid a random encounter, although the chance of encountering another one will not reset.

----Bosses----

In addition, bosses may appear. These will go on a rampage, killing everything. They have a very low chance to spawn randomly, but may be introduced at important plot points.

Spoiler: Statistics (click to show/hide)

DF-Style combat. This is intended to be a simulation of real life but with JRPG ecounters. No HP and stuff to worry about, but you might be able to get bonuses to actions by doing things such as drinking coffee (+1 perception!).

Everything is rolled with a D10. Basic stats include:
Perception (Rolled when listening, observing, or being hunted down by something. You can make your character have things like good eyesight but poor hearing)
Strength (Rolled for melee weapons and moving large objects)
Defense (Rolled for blocking or armor use)
Intellect (Rolled for general intelligence things, like constructing devices and predicting the trajectories of projectiles)

You may also have action-specific skills. Example skills include scavenging, tinkering, conducting science, teaching people stuff, learning stuff, or atlatl use.

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

This is a semi-individual RTD. Players are on their own but aren't restricted from meeting each other and teaming up, that kind of stuff... or starting in the same place, for that matter.

Name: First and last would be nice.
Bio: (Appearance, background, age, whatever. Don't be too dramatic. Just live a regular or irregular life. No magic... yet.)
Occupation: (Influences spawns)
Preferred Starting Location: (Anywhere on Earth or nearby)
Traits: (Examples below)
-1 Eyesight
+1 Hearing
+2 Strength
-1 Defense
Adequate Plumber (+1 to plumbing)

It would be nice if we had some variety in jobs. Consider being a professor, a pro-wrestler, a musician, a veteran, etc. Don't just be a teenager who plays games... but one person like that might be fine.

Players:
-HEN
-monk12
-lawastooshort
-WarthogDriver
-Frelock

Waiting:
wolfchild
Tiruin
Maxinum McDreich

[HighEndNoob]

Name: Jacob Ackerman
Bio: 6'2, has played random encounter simulations JRPG's and racing games since he was 5 years old. He finished high school and had no idea about what to do next, so he joined the military and specialized in tank driving. Over the years he realized that he had a hard time focusing on everything, and to make it worse, the fact that he was driving A TANK made him extremely reckless.
Occupation: M1A1 Abrams Driver
Preferred Starting Location: Army Base
Traits: (Examples below)
+1 Accuracy
Improvisation
Proficient Driver
Attention Deficit... Ooh Shiny!

[monk12]

This sounds interesting. Char sheet up in a minute. Okay, wow, I should never write char sheets when I'm tired. Let's see how retarded this sounds in the morning


Name: Trent Richardson
Bio: Trent Richardson was the world's loneliest twenty-something millionaire astronaut gaming enthusiast. This is why he does not mind spending long, Final Fantasy filled evenings INNN SPAAAACE
Occupation: Astronaut
Preferred Starting Location: (Anywhere on Earth or nearby)  SPACE
Traits:

He's an astronaut!
He's a millionaire!
He's an astronaut AND a millionaire, which tends piss people off.

EDIT: Yep, it's still dumb, but it's a flavor of dumb I can roll with. The actual numbers associated with my various traits I leave to the discretion of the GM

[lawastooshort]

Name: Hilda Liechtenstein PhD
Bio: Hilda has Gamer's Rage: she typed so hard at work that she's been advised to lay off the gaming for a while, or at least the mouse and keyboard. Goddammit, that's not what she expected from her career when she started her doctorate in bio-engineering... At least it makes a change from the road rage she can't help avoiding each morning when some half asleep car driver tries to murder her. And she used to be such a calm and clever girl! Slim and toned from her daily 35 mile commute, Hilda has natural and curly long blonde hair and a disarmingly pretty smile, which no one gets to see any more. It feels like the last time was nearly two months ago, when her awesome magma sprinkler mega project totally worked.
Occupation: Post-doctoral Research Administrator
Preferred Starting Location: A university
Traits:
Talented Cycle Commuter
Adequate Bicycle Mechanic
RSI
Gamer's Rage

[WarthogDriver]

Not sure if it will need balancing or not.
*edit updated traits*

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Nathan Banks
Bio: Jonathan Banks is 24 years old, he lives with his parents in a decently sized 3 bedroom house on the outskirts of town. Nathan's family has never been rich but they are able to live comfortably. Nathan enjoys cross country running as well as gaming, mainly "Counter Strike: Source". He is a self employed computer technician. He eyesight isn't perfect but luckily he has a pair of glasses.   
Occupation: Self employed computer technician. 
Preferred Starting Location: In, our just outside home. Any town though.
Traits: Agility +1   Due to running
          Reflexes +1         Due to playing CSS
          Endurance +1      Due to running
          Eyesight -2 (only without glasses)
          Judge Of Intent -1   With people using text chat online Jonathan has forgotten how to judge speech and body language as well as others might.
          Skilled Computer technician (+2 anything computer related)

[Frelock]

I'll take spot #5

Name: Frederick Stephonavich
Bio: An ordinary man just trying to make his way in life.  He lives alone in a small apartment, and spends his days in the martial arts school that he started after getting a black-belt in anime-style martial arts (mostly involving how to ignore pain and gain temporary bursts of incredible strength and speed).  His students are many, but few have talent.  Not that Frederick is a ninja himself, but he does his job well enough to pay the bills.
Occupation: Martial Arts Instructor
Preferred Starting Location: US
Traits:
-2 Intelligence
+1 Strength
Martial Artist Instructor (+1 to Unarmed attacks and +1 Defense when unarmed with hands free, +1 to teaching)

[wolfchild]

waitlist me

[Tiruin]

Gah, waitlist me too...If there is no space.

Spoiler: Character Sheet!!! (click to show/hide)

Name: Idyll Knott
Bio: A young man of nearly twenty-two years. He has developed himself in the ways of art and music, choosing to follow his dream and learn from experience and action. Usually, he plays in the open where anyone can hear or see what he does, and it usually ends up by not being noticed. Although his street-life, as others call it, gave him important know how and common sense, albeit a thin body and weak muscles.
Occupation: Musician/Artist
Preferred Starting Location: Nearby/Urban surroundings (not ghost towns.)
Traits:
+3 Perception due to the occupation
+1 Reflexes, fine coordination of hands and eyes.
+2 Hearing due to the occupation
+1 Charisma!
-2 Strength
-2 Defense.
-2 Observation, this means spotting small or tiny objects. Like a gap in a wall...
Competant Misc. Object User (Ever seen anyone fight with musical instruments and pointy sticks? Or paint used offensively?)

[Maxinum McDreich]

aw man!
Waitlist

[_DivideByZero_]

Alright, here's the roll format + first rolls.

All of our players will start off in the fictional town of Santiago, Illinois (Don't ask. Please...).


HEN-Jacob Ackerman
Jacob was, as usual, beginning his training exercise. He was told by his superiors to practice driving a tank solo--just in case a crew member was incapacitated. He was doing this, white well in fact, when something ran past his tank. As per the usual, he didn't notice. He couldn't help but hear screaming in the distance, just slightly over the hum of the tank's engine.

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

Encounter Chance: 1/24
Location: Army Base in Santiago, Illinois
Traits: +1 Accuracy | Improvisation | Proficient Driver | Attention Deficit... Ooh Shiny!
Inventory:
Army Coat
Colt M1911 (4/11)
2x Colt Magazines
Condition: In a Tank

Monk12-Trent Richardson
Trent was recharging the station's hyperbolic spectroscopic module with his crew-mates. He then noticed a black figure emerge from around the corner. He looked at his crew-mate, and asked, "did you see that?"
He replied, "see what?"
"That black thing? Someone making coffee?"
"Trent, we're the only ones on the space station. Unless those Russians sent a guy over without us knowing, there can't be someone.
Ah, alright then.

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

Encounter Chance: 1/24
Location: International Space Station, IN SPACE.
Traits: He's an astronaut! | He's a millionaire! | He's an astronaut and a millionaire!
Inventory:
Credit Card
2x Canned Air
1x Pocket Watch
1x Telescope

Lawastooshort-Hilda Liechtenstein PhD
Hilda was in the university's cafe, eating lunch, when all of a sudden, someone started screaming. She looked up and noticed an area in the lunchroom clearing out. She focused in to see what was going on. She noticed one of the students, in fact, one of the guys on the wrestling team, being attacked by what looked like a giant mouse. Humiliatingly, it was hitting him in the head repeatedly with someone's backpack.

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

Encounter Chance: 1/24
Location: Santiago University, Santiago, Illinois
Traits: Talented Cycle Commuter | Adequate Bicycle Mechanic | RSI | Gamer's Rage
Inventory:
Bike Pump
$24.50
3x Textbook
Shoulder-Bag

Warthog Driver-Nathan Banks
Nathan banks was at his house. He was going off to school, waving his mom goodbye.
He came across his neighbor, who was outside repairing the car.
"Say," began his neighbor.
"Have you seen any weird black things in your garage?"
"No, why?" answered Nathan.
"Well, I saw one yesterday. Didn't look like a rat. I hit it with a crowbar, and then it disappeared. I don't know if I was just seeing things, but I thought I'd ask if you've seen any."
"Well I haven't--actually, I think there's one behind you."
Nathan dropped his glasses on accident.
"Really? Oh, hey!"

He jumped, turning around in mid-air, and leaped over the black thing crawling towards him. He grabbed the sledgehammer and pounded it into the ground, splattering... oil... on the floor. A single gold coin was left as the mess disappeared.

"See now?"
"I saw."
Nathan picked up his glasses again. Great, they were broken...

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

Encounter Chance: 1/24
Location: Suburban Santiago, Illinois
Traits: Skilled Computer Technician | Agility +1 | Reflexes +1 | Endurance +1 | Eyesight -2 | Judge of Intent -1
Inventory:
Broken Glasses
$14.20
House Keys
Cell Phone

Frelock-Frederick Stephonavich
Fred was walking down a bustling city street. He passed by his favorite restaurant, the White Hot Chilli Stand, noticing quite a commotion going on inside. He decided to enter, hearing laughing, yelling, and fighting as he did.

He tried to enter the table area, but a large bouncer stopped him.
"Do you have reservation?"
"Uh..."

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

Encounter Chance: 1/24
Location: Downtown Santiago, Illinois
Traits: Martial Arts Instructor | -2 Intelligence | +1 Strength
Inventory:
Martial Arms Magazine

Time: 9:30 AM

[HighEndNoob]

Stop, turn the tank around, and see what that black thing was.

[monk12]

Ha! All y'all suckers are in Illinois, while I'm INNNN SPAAAAAACCCEEEE!

...I'm gonna die first, aren't I?


Go make coffee. Then spike it with Tang and drink up!

[Frelock]

"Yes I do, my good sir.  Jones, party of FIST!"  Knock the bouncer out with a surprise attack, then investigate what's going on inside.  If there's a fight, commence jumping into the fray.

Actually, I don't want to get banned from my favorite restaurant, despite how much fun it would be...

"I come here all the time.  I was just curious as to what's going on back there.  I'm a martial artist, and I love a good sparring match."

[lawastooshort]

Equip bike pump and go to watch.

[WarthogDriver]

Go back into my house to get my older glasses (less effective as they have the wrong lenses) also take the coin, once done go to the opticians and see how long it will take to get the broken pair repaired.