Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Sorry for the delays...
I've now posted.
Posted on 2012-03-30 at 21:14:52.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Hornsilver Mine Hidden area, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 12:15 am Planet Time
Bridgit laughed dismissively, “Don’t be fooled by the trappings boys. This is all smoke and mirrors to keep us away. Someone went to great length to hide this treasure and people don’t do that for chump change.”
The red-haired school marm approached the closest coffin without hesitant and flipped the metal seal upwards. The lock released with a loud gasp of compressed air. “You two boys want to make yourself useful and lift this lid? Or do us women have to do all the heavy lifting?”
Wyatt gave her a flat-iron stare before turning to Willow and raising his eyebrows in askance. She was the "boss" after all, and he didn't want to blow that ruse. Receiving the approval, he glanced around a bit to make sure they weren't going to be ambushed the moment he became a general laborer. Holstering the shotgun across his back, Capt. Sung stepped up to the plate.
Sam wasn't nearly so willing to holster his weapons. It took a very purposeful glare from Willow and a slight frown from Wyatt before the pilot put dropped the weapons in their holster and, grumbling under his breath, moved down to provide assistance.
"If I git shot in the back," Sam growled in a low voice. "I'm gonna haunt you fer sure..."
Posted on 2012-03-30 at 21:14:19.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Me.
I'm here.
Posted on 2012-03-14 at 03:29:08.
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Topic: Olan is still alive...
Subject: Hoo hoo cachoo!
You are the walrus!
Congrats! Details are necessary.
Posted on 2012-03-09 at 02:07:33.
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Topic: RPG Mythbreakers #10 is up
Subject: We put little Easter eggs in each one.
See if you can find them all.
Posted on 2012-02-26 at 03:16:55.
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Topic: Floyd #11 is Up
Subject: LMAO
Heeeeeeelarious!
Posted on 2012-02-16 at 02:54:58.
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Topic: Floyd #8 is up
Subject: LOL
Was that for the fireball damage?
Posted on 2012-01-31 at 00:30:09.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I hope everything is all right...
Let me know if I can help in any way Roger.
I am starting school again, so this is good timing. I posted none-the-less. 
Posted on 2012-01-23 at 23:12:39.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Hornsilver Mine level 1, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 12:10 am Planet Time
"...It's a tomb!"
Sam's declaration drew Wyatt's attention from the side panels and his search for additional boobytraps. There weren't no reason those that left this rig buried wouldn't do more than just bury it to his reckoning. And it was better safe than sorry anyway. So, while Sam had led the way with Bridgette and Willow, Wyatt had hung back a bit to observe and make certain they weren't being followed.
"Da-shiong bao-jah-shr duh la-doo-tze!" Sung breathed as he eyed the containers bearing the skeleton design with some trepedition. All of the symbols for quarantine quite vividly superimposing themselves across his vision.
"No kiddin'," Sam glanced over at Willow, and for a moment Wyatt feared the pilot was going to lose his cool altogether. The look in his eyes was as wild as a hare being chased by a fox.
"Miss Willow," Sam clenched his jaw and as soon as he was sure he had her attention, his eyes began darting about the room looking for signs of the ambush he felt was drawing near. "This some kind of ruse? Them that was here pullin' the wool over our eyes an' such?"
Sung took a deep breath inward before consciously catching himself. Whose to say that the vacuum-sealed containers hadn't received some damage in the crash those years back and whatever contagion was inside hadn't spilled out into the air? The captain's tongue felt like it was coated with a film of dirt all of a sudden. Placing his back near to a bulkhead where he could see to the right and left more easily, covering their front and back, he tried not to think of all the bad luck they had just visted down on themselves while he waited for Willow to answer his friend's question.
Posted on 2012-01-23 at 23:10:48.
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Topic: Floyd Hobart #6 is up
Subject: Makes me chuckle.
I read this in my masonic lodge during a ceremony. Nearly got in trouble!
Posted on 2012-01-05 at 03:41:43.
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Topic: Happy New Year 2012!
Subject: :)
Happy
New
Year
Posted on 2012-01-02 at 00:56:06.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: It was a syntax error.
Most likely, missing something in the HTML code that caused the whole thing to go askew. A missing ', /, or > could easily do that.
Posted on 2011-12-31 at 21:07:36.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Hornsilver Mine, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 11:53 pm Planet Time
"The thing is, Brigitte, I can open that door. And I'm pretty sure we'd want to enter together, to see for ourselves that we can play nice over the pretties inside. Maybe even bring some fine strong men with us to carry the heavy stuff. These med-vaults, though, aren't ordinary armed doors...they don't like to stay open long in case they are holding radiation meds or live viruses or other nastiness. I'm going to tell Sam here the code, and he can re-open the door when it closes, but that means you have to be certain you trust him to let us out again. "Willow smiled wickedly, "I'm pretty sure he wants me back safe and sound...for our long conversations at night. How about you? Think he'd want to make sure you make it back out ok?"
Sam could barely muster himself from the growing paranoia as the darkness seemed filled with Alliance regulars--swallowing the urge to back slowly from the light of their lantern and disappear into the same darkness, the pilot gave his best roguish smile and took a step towards Willow's lithe figure, leaning forward to accept her "gift".
Wyatt had worked with Willow enough to know when she was in character, and this tough little woman who had one of the two reins in her hands was easily a match for the school marm. Their situation still bothered him, and the longer they drew it out the more he was apt to become as twitchy as Sam.Brigit thought about that for a moment and said, "I don't think you'll have to worry about that, sugar. You may know medical doors but I know about hiding and finding things and I would bet there will be a switch in the other side to open the door. Probably without a code as they want to keep people out, but not trap themselves in. Why don't you go ahead and open it up and we can see? Besides, there is a madman about in this here mine with a rifle, a war's worth of ammo and a good reason to kill Sam so I think I'd rather he come with us than stay behind all on his own.""Reas-" Wyatt and Sam both started to speak. The momentary surprise that had taken them by the revelation about to be released into the dark mine shaft like a terrible quake. For Sam it was the very thing he needed to have th ebottom fall out of his stomach. How much did she know? How was she involved? Was she the reason Tink had given the warning, or was it the new sheriff? Was the crew in any more danger now? Was this all his fault?
Wyatt couldn't help but throw his friend a look that belied his usual calmness before concealing it once again as Willow made to move towards the console, her motion silencing both men at the same time as bringing them back to the reality of the situation.Willow inserted the key into the console as Sam stood by to hide her movements. Brigit made no attempt to watch her though, which only made Willow more suspicious. She carefully punched the four digit Chinese symbols code for "biohazard". There was a moment of nothing and then the console lit up and there was a mechanical sound of a hydraulic releasing. Suddenly the water poured down into a hole and the metal doors slide to side and revealed a shaft below. Lights came on in the shaft and flickered for a moment before stabilizing. It is about 15 feet in diameter and the stone is limestone and quartzite. Ladders on both sides of the newly exposed shaft lead down 20 feet to a drift below. There must be an power source down there as lights can be seen within. Sure enough, there is a door release on the other side of the hatch with no console attached.
"Miss Willow," Wyatt drawled as the new shaft was revealed. "Maybe me or Sam should check it out first."
Though the captain had to play like Willow was in charge, he wasn't about to allow her to leave the protection of either him or Sam. And he'd prefer Sam go down so he could keep an eye on things as by the look of the pilot, Captain Sung wasn't too sure he was going to hold it together much longer unless he was put to task. Summer had always said that idle hands make trouble.
Posted on 2011-12-31 at 21:05:31.
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Topic: Merry Christmas!!
Subject: Hmm...
Yo. Merry Christmas. W'as up?
Posted on 2011-12-23 at 21:14:55.
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Topic: Would you like to write for the Inn?
Subject: Ugh.
There always has to be someone, doesn't there?
T_Catt, I'll contribute any time I can, you know that. I've also done complete racial drawings. I just need to scan them and send them.
Time, or something like that, keeps being elusive.
Posted on 2011-12-09 at 23:46:23.
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Topic: CALLING ALL INN MEMBERS!
Subject: I like what I've seen thus far.
You can use Bromern Sal from Myth Breakers as an idea, or you can use the picture of Bromern Sal I have at the top of my site header (the dude with the sword). http://www.talentedcards.com
Posted on 2011-12-09 at 23:33:26.
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Topic: Olan MIA (again)
Subject: Ugh!
Jobs...who needs 'em? You'll get back on your feet in no time. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.
Posted on 2011-12-02 at 21:30:53.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Hornsilver Mine, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 11:50 pm Planet Time
The shotgun Wyatt held was tilted in such a way as to allow him to squeeze of a shot rather casually should he need to. He wasn't about to allow anything to happen to Willow if he could help it, and knew she needed to play the cool, confident leader in this case or she'd lose her positioning, so when she moved down into the water, he moved to the side so he'd still have no chance of hitting the doc should he have to blow the succubi away.
Sam remained where he was, nearly giving up on being able to see anything, he was attempting to strain his hearing to the maximum reaches. Where was that fast-drawing, murderin' son of a...?
The two men waited on Willow as the console was revealed. Wyatt was cautious and disregarded the idea of wealth. Sam couldn't help the thought of such wealth popping into his brainpan like fried eggs in grease, but he did his best to push it aside. He felt like spiders were crawling up and down his spine, and kept looking over his shoulder to check the pervading darkness behind with the thought that they were about to be ambushed. The whole while his concentration was being tried by the message from Tink, and the sad feeling that it was time to move on.
All in all, the tension in the air could have been cut with an arch-welder.
Posted on 2011-11-28 at 23:40:45.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Prayers all around
Whether you believe in the Almighty or not, I'll be praying for the both of you.
Posted on 2011-11-28 at 23:31:57.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Oh, do I know...
That's how it was for my grandfather when my grandmother passed away three years ago.
Posted on 2011-11-26 at 03:16:27.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: MMy sincere sympathies.
I'm so sorry.
Posted on 2011-11-21 at 17:30:11.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I noticed.
Was thinking of the response. Posted it.
Posted on 2011-11-07 at 01:08:48.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Double Play
There were a lot of thoughts flashing in the brainpans of the two men accompanying Willow while they went their way through the dark. Wyatt remained stoicly grim and alert while Sam jumped at every drop of water, every strange shadow and his own imagination. But when their light accented the school marm in her angry pacing the two lines of thought went in completely different directions. She looked frustrated and sounded angry but she managed to compose herself. "Well hello Willow. Boys. You are a sight for sore eyes. Got the piece because I'd really like to get out of here with the treasure as soon as possible." She looks at Wyatt and Sam with a glance, "You two planning to shoot me? I'm unarmed. I'm offering treasure. Can we all get along here?""No," said Sam, a lump in his throat as his eyes traveled.
"Yes," said Wyatt, ammending in his slow drawl. "But depending on how the rest of the evening goes I might allow myself the disappointment. Where's your Lawman killer, Ms. Bridgette?"Brigit laughs sadly, "Well damn I had hoped that you took care of Pearson on the way in. He ain't with me, he ain't part of my plan and frankly I hope to get the gold and get out without ever seeing his cold blue eyes again."Wyatt never took his eyes off her, but allowed Willow to take the reins. Sam glanced at his friend (removing his eyes was one of the hardest things he's ever had to do) to guage how serious Wyatt was about his comment about killing Bridgette. Unable to read into Sung's expression he kept his hand on the butt of his pistol."Listen sugar. I was up front with you from the start. There is gold here, more than enough to share. Did I get greedy and try to cut you out? Sure but that was before I realized that Jimmy got himself all arrested and stuff. I'm sure you had nothing to do with that sugar?" She says with a meaningful look at Willow. "And the deputies that shot Ash?" Sam pushed."Hey now that wasn't my fault. You pissed of that family with no help from me. They volunteered to Pearson when they heard they was vengeance to be had."(what about ...)"Listen. We can he said she said until we are all old and grey but I suggest we let bygone be gone and get ourselves rich. How about you come down here and I'll show you the setup."
Posted on 2011-11-07 at 01:07:06.
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Topic: RPG MythBreakers #7 - Et Two Weapons
Subject: Um...
Three.
Posted on 2011-11-02 at 20:07:04.
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Topic: The end of flickerchat!
Subject: Chat?
What's that?
Posted on 2011-10-27 at 04:05:53.
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