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Topic: Star Trek: The Cassius Incident Recruitment
Subject: !
Character lineage crossovers?!?
o.O
AWESOME!!
Posted on 2012-10-19 at 23:55:53.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: PS
If you're still up for having me, I'd love to come along!
Posted on 2012-10-17 at 13:58:35.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: veggie zombies
....
...graaaaaaiiiiinnnnnsssss.....
......graaaaaaiiinnnnssss....
.....
Posted on 2012-10-17 at 13:41:13.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: *grins*
I agree with what everyone else has been saying: Don't sweat it. Your posts have been filled with awesomeness. 
Posted on 2012-10-09 at 15:10:14.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: choose another i word!
I've always found it inspiring rather than intimidating. *winks*
Oh! More alliteration?
Impressive
Incredible
Intense
Posted on 2012-10-09 at 13:52:09.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Also
I highly suggest we get as many vital systems wrapped in that EMP tape as we can, along with installing the newtech sensor array and dash. Just in case.
PS: Aryn, nice post! Can't wait to start interacting with Jessy!
Posted on 2012-10-07 at 21:33:13.
Edited on 2012-10-07 at 21:34:04 by Celeste
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Tess ~ The long and short (mostly long) of it.
“I don’t your name xiao mei mei but you fly like a beautifully jing Chai shiong-mung duh kwong-run and thank Buddha for that. Welcome aboard as I know the Captain isn’t stupid enough to let you get away.”
Tess grinned at his affectations. It had been a while since she had been called a lunatic, though she took it as a compliment every time it was said.
“Devil made me do it, ghuh,” she replied, “See ya’ll on the ground.”
"I'm guessing Captain-san's hired you both, given we likely owe you our lives, so welcome! I take it you've heard about shares and room and board? He tell you anything else?"
Tess swiveled around and took a rather large intake of breath. She had seen glimpses of this woman around the ship, but hadn’t been this close to her. It was like looking at a beautiful sunshiny day down by a creek, the promise of a secret rendezvous with a lover, and the hint of apple blossoms on the air, all wrapped up in a delicate sari.
A smile spread across her face; it felt good to be so lighthearted after being faced with imminent death. Again.
“Nope. Capt’n’s a rather straight talkin’ man. I figgered worse came to it, I’d just roll a blankie out under Roc’s dash.”
"Of course not!” the woman said, rolling her eyes, “Leaves me the not so glamorous details! Well, there's not much. Room and board means just that - we've got bunks and crew quarters and I'll show you around in a bit. You can take your pick of the available quarters and if you both like the same quarters...we'll discuss,
"I'm Willow Takahara, by the way, ship's medic and, well, negotiator's as good a word as any. Captain-san's got the final word on any job we take, but I do my level best to ensure each trip's profitable, and people just seem to like talking to me, " Willow's nose crinkled, and as she did, Tess’s nearly did too. It was such a sweet reaction to her own words, and it put the pilot’s mind to ease.
"As medic, however, I'll ask that you come see me once you're settled for a full physical and medical history. I keep all such info confidential, and won't comment on any regrettable tattoos or such, but I do need to know what I'm starting from in the event of an emergency. Board includes medical care, and I'll keep you whole and healthy as best I can. That includes vaccinations for any, ah...shore leave.
Which brings me to my last point before the tour," she continued, her tone sobering," We're a mixed crew, as you've seen, and it's a small ship that flies for long periods of time. We're all grownups, but jealousies and misunderstandings can fester when a good thing goes bad out in the Black....so if you do come aboard, it's as if you're working with siblings and Aunties... don ma?”
“Feh chun,” Tess responded, nodding her head. It was a good policy. Not every ship had it, but in her previous experience, it was just easier that way.
"Excellent! What you do on shore leave is up to you, and again," Willow's dimples played across her face as she relaxed again," I can keep secrets and always have a few ideas I can share for stress relief. Shall we take that tour now? "
“Well, Miss Willow, I might’n be takin’ ya up on that tour a little bit later, seein’ as how I better get this girl landed back at port first. Up for discussin’ some stress relievin’ techniques a little later too?” She smiled and winked.
Rocinante, Common room, The Evening after the auditions
Honey rice puff balls? Trish set down one on a plate in front of the pilot, and she delicately bit into it. A moan of pleasure escaped Tess’s lips, and Ma winked at her. The news played in the background, though the light conversation ebbed to a stop at the words,
“Our final story tonight is a tragic one. “ Tess looked up from her second half finished rice ball and frowned, “Successful farmer and local philanthropist, Yardiff Bey was killed today in a Barbeque accident.”
Everything the little blonde newscaster said after that was rather vague, focusing more on Bey than anything else, which was just fine by her. Relief flowed over her as there was no mention of any suspicious activities that the Roc’s crew may or may not have been involved in.
Asher broke out in hysterical laughter so contagious that Tess began to giggle right along side of him.
Eisley Moss Spaceport, the next day, late afternoon
Tess reclined in the cozy little common room with her chipped little tea pot filled with jasmine, trying to understand John’s finer points of life.
“Now wait just a gorram minute. Ya’ll mean to tell me that you willingly throw yourself outta a perfectly good aircraft,” she gestured around the room with her cup, “for fun?”
A loud series of bangs echoed up through the cargo bay. Tess got up and clicked the camera feed on to see what all the fuss was about. Five men stood in the doorway, and though it was a bit hard to discern over the screen, Tess was pretty sure that the man in front was the sheriff they had seen on the news last night.
“How shi sung chung,” Tess remarked sarcastically. She refilled her cup and sat back down, hoping against hope that the sheriff wasn’t here for the events of the previous day. Yeah right.
As it turned out, he was, but at the same time he wasn’t. It was a job. A mighty fine job, considering the circumstances. Reuniting families that been humped over by some trumped up, jo guei lao chien, whom they had the personal pleasure of ‘taking care of’ scot free and clean, and getting coin out of the whole deal?
Shiny.
Higgin’s Moon, a few days later
Seeing though families reunited would stand out boldly in memories for a while to come. So much hurt in the ‘verse, any moment of hope and righteousness was a rare and beautiful gift.
That, and seeing Ash and Wolf turn a purple-bellied lawyer’s knees to jelly by casually cleaning their expansive arsenal.
Eisley Moss Spaceport, one month later
It was nice having a reliable place to base operations out of. Word had quickly spread about the Roc bringing those families back together, and jobs began steadily trickling into their cargo bays. Steady work meant steady pay, and though it weren’t much, it was enough to keep Rocinante flyin’, food in their bellies, and a little bit of extra cashy moneyies in their pockets.
Tess had taken up playing Mah-jong with Ma, working out a system of knocks for different melds of the game. Most of the time they were quiet while they played, sipping jasmine out of Tess’s little blue patterned set. The pilot liked these times the best; just existing, sharing unspoken moments with Ma, being in the ebb and flow of the universe. Occasionally she did get Trish going with old stories about the ranch, reducing them both to giggles as she spoke of bucking horses, stepping in cow pies, and rolls in the hay.
A notice arrived for Tess about a month after working out of the Eisley port letting her know that a package was waiting for her down at the post office. She wandered into the engine room where John and Wolf were tinkering with Roc’s systems.
“Hey there boys. Fancy coming with a lady to pick up some goodies from town?”
The box was bigger than she expected. Truth be told, she hadn’t expected a box at all, and she flicked open the envelope to see who would be sending her such a prize.
She squeaked in delight, “It’s from Gracie!” Her eyes speed over the message, and she said excitedly, “Better git this back to Roc. Might’n be hidin’ summit good, and I can’t wait to see what!”
They deposited the large box in the bay, and Tess hurriedly pried open the top. It was stuffed with more parts than the letter indicated, Tess was sure for some obscure security reason that Gracie had come up with, and her eyes gleamed.
“Look at all these shinies!” she exclaimed, picking up the EMP tape and rolling it around in her hand before diving further into the box.
The Dew Drop Inn. Beaumonde, Two months later
The Double D. The nickname always reminded Tess of brands, but given the nature of the establishment, also made her internally chuckle at the entendre. She didn’t mind the joint at all; folk’s gotta work, and how girls choose to use their bodies was their business.
Speaking of business, the joint was the perfect place to be conducting a bit of their own. Quiet, not many interruptions, and no unwanted folks could just walk in like they owned the place. Tess went along with Wyatt and Willow down to the Double D, meeting the sheriff and four other men that she had never seen before.
“Sheriff Justice,” she said, shaking his hand after Wyatt and Willow had made their greetings, “Always a pleasure.” She clasped hands with each of the men as they were introduced, keeping her face calm as she grasped the last man’s hand. The small asian man had given her a tingle down the back of her neck, neither good nor bad, but just a feeling. Something had flashed briefly in her mind, some fragment of a memory, but it was quickly whisked away. Tess sat down next to Wyatt, ordered tea rather than booze, and waited quietly for the men before them to start talking.
After a few prolonged seconds of silence, then a bit of back and forth bickering from the farmers, the nature of the job finally came out. The involvement of the orphanage was certainly an interesting twist to the plan, hopefully if anyone got too curious they wouldn’t be that tempted by the Roc helping a group of fuzzy wuzzies.
“We are offering 2,500 credits up front if you do this,” Jake was saying, “and another 5,000 when you land on Deadwood with goods intact.”
Del-Lar added,“Plus we will fuel you before you leave here and after when you on Deadwood.”
Tess blew a low whistle, “Fifteen days out in the black. Think ya got enough protein chips fer that, Capt’n?” Her eyes danced and the corners of her mouth twitched as she looked at him.
Posted on 2012-10-07 at 21:07:04.
Edited on 2012-10-07 at 21:28:40 by Celeste
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: robo algae?
Yeah. My vote is for spare parts.
Posted on 2012-10-07 at 17:59:23.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute Q&A : Where everybody knows your name
Subject: New Day!
Sorry Darren! I completely missed the update in the Q&A! Thanks for moving that onto the next morning. 
Posted on 2012-10-07 at 17:58:16.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: *cough*
Posted on 2012-10-03 at 14:19:01.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: no doubt!
Seriously good posts!
PS: Just so you know, I am soooooo looking forward to quite a bit of interaction with that hot asian chick in the sari now that our mini crisis is over.
Posted on 2012-10-03 at 14:05:20.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: !!!
WOO HOO HOOOOO!
Numbah Three!
Posted on 2012-10-03 at 14:03:04.
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Topic: Star Wars The Imperial March Q&A
Subject: I just want you guys to know
that I think it's AWESOME that this shows up as "SW IM" on the mini topic! Swimming swimming in a swimming pooooool!
Looking forward to the read! Have a grand spacey adventure!
Posted on 2012-10-03 at 03:51:41.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Tess ~ Rockin' n Rollin'
Rocinante’s response was like a deep breath before a plunge. All of her levels shifted and smoothed out, and Tess brought her into the Immelmann like they were moving as one.
"The gorram pilot won't stay still!"
Here we go, shao jeh. What’s say we flip over those boys’ shoulders? Give ‘em back their gift?
That ain’t part of the plan.
It’ll work though, won’t it?
As Roc was halfway through another gyration in the climb, Tess quickly directed her nose back towards the ASREV, causing the Firefly’s belly to face the sky for a brief moment before plunging behind the offending craft. Her stomach jellied slightly as the grav units strained to keep everything in place after the maneuver. The pilot skimmed underneath the ASREV as close as she could dare, twitching up in front of its nose before rocketing on.
"Look out!"
Tess could feel Rocinante rock gently in the forward wake of the explosion.
“Devil made me do it,” she said out loud, keeping her eyes on the control panel. There was still was missile trailing. Pity. She had hoped that the maneuver would have scrapped them both off on the ASREV, but no use in crying over spilled milk. Rocinante still had the speed that was needed for the original plan, and gorramit it was going to work.
As they plummeted into the valley, Tess thought for a fraction of a second that the missile was going to oh-so-gently touch Rocinante’s tail and send them all to that place beyond this life.
It was now or never, and this girl could do it. Tess was about to ask for the impossible, and Rocinante would do it, to keep her crew safe and herself in the air. Tessa believed it.
The large bonfire was swiftly approaching. She cut the power to the main engines and Rocinante began to free fall, inertia taking her over the burning pit. The throttle protested at lack of power, but she still managed to turn her nose skyward and they began to climb again slowly. A small creeping feeling across the back of Tess’s neck told her the right moment to turn power back on. The engines roared to life, and Rocinante did a fast one-eighty, and they soared away from the scene.
The sky lit up from the massive explosion that followed. Tess heaved a mental sigh and patted the dash lovingly, but kept her eyes on the display to make sure there wasn’t anything that wanted to pick a fight.
Wyatt’s rumbly voice sounded behind her, "Can't return to the scene o' the crime--or so I've been told," Her chair rocked slightly. She was sure he had just lightly hit the back of it, and it was an oddly comforting feeling, "Take us back t' port, an' keep an eye on that sky. Don' want us trailin' no toilet paper stuck to our boots.”
“On it, Capt’n,” she responded.
"John,” Wyatt continued, “ I'd be mighty appreciative if'n you monitored all available feeds to see if that Yardis fellow happens t' show up more alive than dead. Don't like leavin' loose ends."
“Sir.”
Wyatt’s boots clicked as he walked out of the cabin. Tess turned to flip on the comm. again to call down to the engine room.
“Nice work, boys. This pretty lady’s got some right’n fancy moves. Make’s a girl feel good knowin’ there’s a couple of good men workin’ behind the scenes. Remind me to buy ya’ll a drink once we git back to port.”
She clicked the comm. off and turned briefly to look at John, grinning, “An’ one fer you too.”
Posted on 2012-10-02 at 15:30:56.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: we are
so...close...to sixth.... place!
*reaches out*
Posted on 2012-09-25 at 13:48:24.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I am a moron
who didn't think about the fact that she can zero out gravity, and was purely looking at aerodynamics.
Besides, if I didn't have faith in Roc, I would have never attempted a stunt like this.
Posted on 2012-09-17 at 13:55:40.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Also
The big differences between the two graphics is that the one posted is a bi-plane, and the document shows manuevers for the P51 Mustang or better, which would be a more accurate representation of our ship in relation to the manuevers I am attempting.
Posted on 2012-09-17 at 02:05:21.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Interesting
is a good word for it. Rocinante is a bit of a brick with wings when it comes to flying in atmosphere, so if we're going to pull off what Wyatt wants, we're going to need speed before we cut the engines and glide so the missiles will catch the fire's signature, which the split-s should provide. Although, after gaining height in the Immelmann it won't *quite* be a split-s, but more like a modified dive.
Altitude should cool off Roc before we go into that highspeed drop, and having the missiles chase straight up will allow Tess to avoid them when she spins around to make the dive.
Too much? Seems like a good plan to me.
Also: I'm getting some ideas from this here WWII Air Combat online pdf. Click me!
The split-s (page 8 ) looks a little different in this document, but I think it's just a matter of which way is up. *winks*
Posted on 2012-09-17 at 01:52:48.
Edited on 2012-09-17 at 02:05:49 by Celeste
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: dogfighting much?
My plan is to gain altitude with the Immelmann, followed by an s-split, dropping, twisting and gaining speed so we can glide over the fire on the ground. We should have enough speed, so I’ll cut the engines as we are passing over/through the flames so the heat seekers will target it instead. Let me know if I need to clarify anything!
Posted on 2012-09-17 at 01:21:47.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Tess ~ Shiny. Let's drop these birds off somewheres else.
Tess didn’t look over as John slide into the co-pilot’s chair. Her eyes were flicking back and forth between the window before her and the control screens.
“It’s black market, probably damaged from the war. Push it and something might break.” John said, nearly murmuring to himself. He clicked the comm. on, “Asrev’s got missile lock, disable the pulse beacon.”
She started twisting and turning the ship in an effort to shake off the missiles. If she was lucky, one of the two would veer faster than the other and collide with one another. In any case, she was trying to give John enough time to work whatever magic he happened to be doing. It might have been odd, putting trust in a complete stranger in a situation like this. She learned long ago that when your gorram lives were on the line, there was no room for doubt in one another, and no time for bickering. Just trust that you’d either live to see another day as a team, or go up in flames as individuals.
Rocinante twisted in a barrel roll as the missiles soared closer to her tail. Tess’s hands settled her out again before making a swift turn to the left, losing altitude rapidly and swerving the ship back and forth. The missiles were relentless, and trailed even closer. Her eyes hardened in determination. When it seemed like her audition was going to be her last flight, the missiles dropped off the radar.
She blew a long sigh and righted Rocinante.
“Cuttin’ it a bit close, weren’t ya?” She turned to grin at the young man sitting in the co-pilot’s chair, hands moving to remove her goggles when a cold shiver ran down the base of her neck. The alarm went off again; target lock on Rocinante.
"Good show, people," Wyatt grimly acknowledged. "But I'm through playin' with this ben dan .”
“Ain’t outta these woods yet,” she agreed, “’Suppose’n we can’t fool these boys with that trick again, seeing as how we’re fresh out of pulse beacons.” Tess threw Rocinante into airleon roll, and she twisted gracefully in midair.
"John, see if you can't punch into the pilot's comm," Wyatt shifted his hat so that the brim rode low over his eyes. "Tess, keep on doin' what you're doin', only take us back toward that party Gator flew us over some time back. They got a nice heat signature as I remember."
“You got it, Capt’n,” she replied.
Glancing at the console John had been working on Wyatt snatched up the mic for the onboard intercom system. "Someone find that Gator fella' an' make sure he ain't up to misbehavin'. Wolf...I need that system back online. Be a good fellow an' see to it, won'tcha?"
Back to Tess, "That angel ain't flyin' like a pro. Take him low, fast, an' straight to the fires o' hell. Hopefully he'll play right on our heels and when those missiles hit the flames he'll be too close behind t' pull out an' we'll be addin' one more pig t' the pit.
"John, once those systems are operatin' I want t' know everything there is t' know 'bout that property, who owns these here fields, an' what paper he wipes with."
Folding his arms across his chest, Wyatt's cold tone and expression didn't change as he added, "Welcome to Rocinante you two. You each get one share o' the haul, room, board, an' all this here entertainment as icing on the cake."
Tess grinned as she continued to duck and dodge, “Sounds shiny, Capt’n. Always did like a little bit of engagin’ entertainment with my grub. Let’s see about gittin’ through this before I shake your hand and start movin’ into that room.
She clicked on the comm to engineering, “Alright boys, it’s lookin’ like we’re gittin’ to try that Immelmann after all. I’m following her up with split-s, so make sure to watch our hydraulics and stabilizers so we ain’t going up in a purty show of fire and shinies.”
Posted on 2012-09-17 at 01:19:59.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Aw Al!
I love you! I love your games! I love to post in your games! I even love your Ban Hammer!
I just saw the update this morning *insert evil cackle here*. My cogs will be running full bore at work today, and though I am busier than a one armed barber with hives this evening, I will be able to write up some shiny piloting goodies tomorrow.
Posted on 2012-09-13 at 14:29:21.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: oh
fatty pig roast.
Posted on 2012-09-11 at 13:59:43.
Edited on 2012-09-11 at 14:10:13 by Alacrity
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute Q&A : Where everybody knows your name
Subject: hey guys!
Looks like some of you want to go on a seperate adventure! I highly encourage it, but I ask that one of you start a new thread here on the creative section. I'd like to keep this one exclusively at the Bleeding Lute, so we can spark new adventures! Can't wait to see where you guys take it!
Posted on 2012-09-10 at 04:17:21.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute Q&A : Where everybody knows your name
Subject: Sweet Georgia Brown!
Greetings, Chieftain! Feel free to hop in; the more the merrier! ^_^
Posted on 2012-09-05 at 04:07:00.
Edited on 2012-09-05 at 04:20:14 by Celeste
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Shiney!
If a waitress ever asks if you want gravy on that, you say yes.
Consequently, being a bit new to this gig, I wasn't sure how far to take tactical manuevers in regards to the situation. It seemed like a good place to stop, at least for crew reactions. Let me know how much more you'd like, Al. I'd be happy to write more piloting goodies before your next update!
Posted on 2012-09-05 at 04:05:32.
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