A Steam-powered post is up!

Post-Brighte2 kerfuffle: in my head Steam's accent has gone from an overly-dramatic noir detective, to just a wild little cowboy man. Yippee kai yay! 

"BEE-DEE-BEE-DEE-BEEP.  I am always happy to assist the superior troubleshooters." Jackie the inofficient Jackobot offers the mission number and Steam attempts to memorize it in order to prevent delays like this in the future. Friend Computer, in their great wisdom assigned this Jackobot to them, but everyone, especially Friend Computer, knows that a clone will out-class a lowly robot every single time. That is just how it is.

A strip of paper prints out and Misterwa-I-ZRD snatches it,  "Ah, yes!  I have been expecting you!" he exclaims, "Please, ignore the radiation alarms," he casually mentions.  "I believe that they are malfunctioning again. There is nothing to be concerned with."

Steam was concerned with the radiation alarms.

If they were malfunctioning a maintenance clone should have been assigned to correct it. Malfunctioning equipment is entirely unacceptable and Steam made a mental note to include this, along with the multitudes of other treasonous behaviors, in their mission report at the end of this mission. Not that he was given this task in the first place, but to become efficient, one must eradicate that which is not. And he was planning to eradicate the shit out of all that had caused setbacks to Friend Computer's mission for them.

Returning his attention to the indigo, who was now rummaging through some shiny bins and pulling out equipment, Steam ground his teeth at their treatment and added this to his list as well.

"Yes, yes... some truly remarkable inventions here for your testing!" the indigo yammers and places six items onto the table. 

In the end the clone describes six items: a beanie-style hat with an electromagnetic chin strap of which the traitorous clone somehow has no idea what it does; a bulky green pistol that pulles items closer; a pair of magnetic boots; a small, strange-looking "energy" pistol that is unable to dent standard reflec armor of no color; an Automatic Bouncy Bubble Beverage Hydrator backpack; and an  automatic clone finder.

The clone then asks, "Any questions?" and before Team Leader or Steam can ask about the efficiency of the clone finder, or who would know what the hat does, or if the the energy pistol really is radiating radiation, he says, "No? Good. Please remember to be efficient and to fill out your paperwork thoroughly and promptly at the end of the mission, so that we can evaluate the performance of these amazing inventions and identify any possible improvements - however unlikely that may be.  Follow the exit to your left, please, which will return you to the garage. Thank you for your service to Friend Computer!"

Before allowing Team Leader to deligate, the undisciplined, greedy clones in his group grab at the equipment, Blowz taking the energy pistol and Brighte2 strapping the beanie to his head.

"Hey! You greedy lot, your leader did not assign that equiment to you!" Steam points back at the table, "Friend Computer designated Team Leader as team leader and you blatantly disregard that order?" His hand goes back to his own gun as he makes his way toward the commie clones.

"Team Leader," Steam says, not taking his eyes off the two who had disobeyed orders by not waiting for orders. His report was going to be enormous, "Who would you like to take this equipment? Should I relieve these bastards of theirs?" He looks back at Team Leader with the same scowl he used on the wretched clones, "By the way, I've been trained to use equipment similar to all of this here and will excel at using all of it for the betterment of our mission," he turns back to Bright2 and growls, "except for that hat."

I loved her story and RPing with her and Dr. Reine!

Ah, yes, reading back on all that has happened up to the attack.

I need to do that.

Hi Raven! 

Yeeesssss was hoping to hang out Lt. Tal again!

***Meanwhile, in Hellsville***

Yeah, that makes sense. Are you able to dash as your action in 2e? Say of I took a third of my movement to withdraw, ran, and then spent my action to keep running?

Not that she could get away from the thing in this instance since it could use more movement than her either way to catch up. Just curious.

Haha, thanks! I like a high-stakes game.

Post is up, Kith is ready for whatever happens.

For future reference, how do attacks of opportunity work in 2e? I've seen some sources say it's not a thing in 2e, and some say it's in some of the additional manuals? What say you?

Kithran glances back at her comrades, awaiting their response. At their nods, she poises her bow back in front of her and heads into the mist.

It is so silent that even her breathing sounds like a Kazari roar to her ears. Luckily, as she approaches a small clearing, that and her own small footfalls are all she has heard, and thus her company may indeed rest safely this night.

Lingering crouched a moment at the edge of the clearing, she eyes a body lying motionless several yards away, much farther than she’s willing to go for the likely dead in these woods. She is about to turn back when a slow movement near the corpse catches her eye and she starts to slink back into the brush, then stops cold.

The giggling begins as slow rumbling rolls, growing like waves until they seem to crash into her.

Without a second thought she spins and finally lets loose her nocked arrow at the horrific fiend. Images of the woodsman's wife’s desecrated form rip through her mind as her bow drops to the ground and she draws her daggers, charging the monster.

A roar of her own bursts from her lungs both as a warning to her companions of what lies in this direction, and as her ardent request to join Ch’dau’s Eternal Hunt.

He would be so jealous if she got there before him.

((OOC: Not entirely sure how movement/AoO's work in 2e, but if possible she'd like to get as far past it as she can then turn to face it so she's between the giggs and her party. Bracing for impact.))

Oh yeah, I totally get that. I've killed a couple PCs myself. I'll be bummed if she kicks it, but that's just how it goes sometimes!

No worries here!

Got it!

She's going to be fine. She'll be fine. It's fine. I'm fine. We're fine, It's cool. Okay.

Olan! Can you tell me, it Kith turns around, can she see how close the giggler is to her? If it's right up on her I might want to do something different than if it's like, 30ft away.

I've got everything up to that point, so once I have that part written I can post.

I will try to get it done this afternoon (west coast time) but if not it will definitely be done once I get home tonight.

I was thinking of having her climbing but not sure I can make it up without that thing biting me. I was also thinking of having her shoot an arrow in your guys' general direction, hopefully hitting a tree or whizzing around you--any noise is weird out here, and she's just thinking about saving her hide, so anything to tip you guys off without alerting a massive hoard is going to be her first inclination. Then just full action sprint for as many rounds as it takes to meet up with you guys.

That will be the gist of my post when I'm able to put one up.

Guh, stupid wooook.

Got it, I did say she wouldn't go too far, but how far is too far?! We may never know.

Would it be possible for her to see the light of the fire from where she's at?

I'm at work but I'm going to try to get my post up as soon as possible!

I'm sure it's nothing. Nothing at all. Nothin' nothin' nothin' lolololololololol 

Oy DM! How far away did Kith wander from the campsite?

Sweet as corn.

Thus ends the ballad of sweet, sweet Kithran.

You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiserrrr
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be strongerrrrrr

. . . .

All I know all I know, Kith will find a waaaaay

I'm going to have her jump from tree branch to tree branch, Naruto style.

I, Breebles, do not like it and hope someone stops her stupid idea lol.

Kith is more ballsy and hyper-confident in her abilities than Breebles though.

P.S AND TO BE CLEAR, if she hears any sounds headed their way before she leaves, she won't go. OR if she scouts a little bit and hears anything coming their way she'll sprint like hell back. She's overly-confident in her abilities but also prefers to save her damn hide if necessary.

Kith post is ready and reckless!

Reine is standing by!