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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: The Dark
Sam very nearly skinned his iron and put two in the Tong's head when they appeared out of the dark like that. As it were he worried he'd need a change of clothes when--if--he returned to Rocinante. His stomach was practically crawling up his throat and his shoulders were so tense he felt as though his skeleton was about to climb through his flesh. With the messages from Tinkerbell still fresh on his mind, and the strange little traipse through "Wonderland" the pilot was a complete mess of nerves, demons and thoughts of fear for his friends. Slipping the pistols into their holsters once more, Sam swallowed hard and took a couple of deep breaths. Can't lose it now Puhn Yo, he thought to himself. Wyatt and Willow were counting on him.
Wyatt's shotgun was raised and ready for action at the sudden appearance of the Tong, and he maintained his stance until he was certain they weren't there for trouble. While Willow conversed with the young man he squinted into the dark ahead and considered what waited for them. The captain knew enough about the Tong to realize the impact of the young man's commentary concerning how slippery their foes were, but the only thing for it was to set his jaw and continue on. When Willow handed him the note he read it over and groaned internally. He hated not knowing what was going on in its entirety and there was more of a story here than he'd been let on to believe. There'd be a reckoning after they got out of this, that's for sure. He wanted to know all the answers, and he wanted them put on the table in clear portions as soon as possible.
Willow's remarks about the water up ahead only brought a grim nod from him before he shouldered his shotgun and with a furrowed brow held his lantern aloft so that its pale light danced further down the corridor.
"Water or not," he mumbled. "We gotta go. So let's be about it."
During the War, Wyatt had flown a blockade runner. He knew absolutely nothing about mining, or engineering. Water in the tunnels worried him for one reason and one reason alone: the possibility of drowning. The Captain wasn't too keen on dying in any way shape or form, but drowning was like to being caught in the Dark without a suit from what he'd been told and that didn't sound pleasant to him in any way, shape, or form.
Bringing his shotgun back down to his waist, Wyatt turned to Sam and indicated he get on their six with a nod and a toss of his eyebrows. Sam replied with a frown and return nod, waiting for Willow to follow Wyatt forward before stepping in after them.
Posted on 2011-10-24 at 15:49:57.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Ack!
I'm on it!
Posted on 2011-10-24 at 15:35:52.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Double Whammy...
Wow...two players down and both of them will be missed. MMV, I don't know you, but welcome to Rocinante. I've been gaming for 25 years and Roger's are the only games I currently still play. You've joined an excellent story with great players.
Posted on 2011-10-08 at 05:21:02.
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Topic: RPG Myth Breakers #6 - Crouching Tiger, Creeping Undies
Subject: My sincere apologies
Yes, this is a monthly comic. And this month's installment is nearly finished...but I suddenly became really really busy, and now it looks like our first month of our monthly installments will now be next month.
So very sorry everyone.
Posted on 2011-09-23 at 05:56:16.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: My apologies.
Sorry for the delay folks. Got married, moved into a new house, started a new job...things got busy.
Posted on 2011-09-15 at 19:14:04.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Game changing?
Wyatt knew that they were playing Willow's game now. As much as he was captain of Rocinante, she was captaining them there in the dark tunnels. He trusted the doctor with his life--literally on more than one occasion--so it wasn't difficult to trust her now. The difficult part was to stimy the urge to walk down that tunnel and put a bullet between the eyes of the woman who had caused his crew so much grief. But conquer that feeling he did, and he listened to the banter between the two women with only half an ear as he paid really close attention to their surroundings. He didn't want anything jumping out at him...not that he was afraid of shadows. A shotgun in hand did wonders to quell certain fears. In this case, he was more worried about Bridgette's resources and what that could mean to his crew. If he were setting a trap, he'd make sure the whole tunnel were rigged to cave right in once he made his exit. He'd probably have connived a way to distract the opposition long enough to get a drop on them as well. So he remained vigilante.
Sam, on the other hand, was itching and scratching. His stomach was turning somersaults, and the hairs on the back of his neck were marching to and fro. Thumbing his hammer, the pilot wet his lips with the tip of his tongue over and over again as though he could taste the danger in the air. He and Wyatt had faced down enough Big Bad Uglies in their time together that he knew he could count on him in a pinch, and Willow wasn't just fer looks either, but he could practically smell the Alliance in the tunnel with them and that made him mighty twitchy. He wanted to warn Wyatt of his sense of things, but the Cap'n was already a superstitious man and that'd likely change his course. Maybe that wouldn't be a bad thing, but Sam also knew Wyatt to be the type that didn't like to navigate without a chart, and right now he had something of a chart in mind so it was best to let him be and continue to glance over his shoulder every so often so as not to be caught unawares.
Posted on 2011-09-15 at 19:13:30.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: My Apologies.
Without boring everyone with the details I've been very very busy. Things should start evening out for me...who knows! Maybe you'll even get a new Myth Breakers!
I thought we had the lanterns from topside, Roger. If not then definitely flashlights.
Posted on 2011-09-11 at 04:58:31.
Edited on 2011-09-11 at 04:59:08 by Bromern Sal
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Dark
Sam wasn't feeling very good. The butterflies in his stomach were extra flighty as he stared past the flickering border of the lantern at the darkness that waited for them. Squinting didn't help. The but of his weapon digging into the heel of his hand didn't even settle his nerves. He wanted to voice his complaint, but knew Wyatt would likely disapprove. So, instead he waited on his captain and friend to make the decision as to their next course of action.
Wyatt stood with the little illumination they had brought barely covering twenty feet ahead and silently cursed. If they proceeded down the tunnel with the light behind them they were silhouettes and easy marks. If they continued by carrying the light they were just as easy a target. But they had no choice. Willow was right that they needed what was in her brainpan so it wasn't likely they'd risk shooting her, but Wyatt and Sam were great targets, especially if Bridgette wanted to coerce the doctor into a particular action. The war had seen plenty of interrogators with that particular knack and Wyatt Sung wasn't sure that Companions weren't that far removed...they just used a different technique.
But they had no choice.
"Let's go."
That said, Wyatt and Sam moved cautiously down the hall. Both men kept a careful eye on their surroundings looking for ambush spots, wicks, or anything else that would indicate the trouble they were about to face.
Posted on 2011-08-24 at 00:57:36.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I say yes.
Give big baddies some. Makes it interesting.
Posted on 2011-08-24 at 00:44:17.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Don't worry...
I'm in Sam's head. *insert evil grin*
Posted on 2011-07-30 at 19:45:04.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Sucks
I hate to lose you Robert. This was the only game where our characters got along.
Posted on 2011-07-29 at 03:54:29.
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Topic: RPG Myth Breakers #6 - Crouching Tiger, Creeping Undies
Subject: Yup
That we do. You guys know we act out every episode to test the authenticity of the jokes. So far Roger has beentaking a beating for you all.
Posted on 2011-07-29 at 03:52:11.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Please extend my family's sympathies
Losing a family member is never an easy thing. My family's sympathy is with you all.
Posted on 2011-07-23 at 19:49:04.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Into the Dark, by Falco
Wyatt felt the tension rising inside of him the deeper into the shaft they descended. Cool as a cucumber on the outside he felt as chaotic as a meteor shower on the inside. With darkness engulfing them the captain could but hold the lantern high and to one side so as not to interfere with his vision. Slipping his shotgun from his back he caught Willow's gaze and shrugged.
"Better t' be ready..." he said in a soft tone.
As the lift came to a shuddering halt Wyatt squinted into the foreboding darkness and took a slow breath in. The cool of the night was lost here. Warmer and dry. Gripping the shotgun firmly in hand he began the walk that would undoubtedly lead to a conclusion of their association with Bridgette.
"Willow," his was a quiet voice like the whisper of death dancing the tenuous thread of fate. "You handle the diplomacy. Ku?"
Posted on 2011-07-20 at 03:45:54.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Hornsilver Mine, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 11.:05 pm Planet Time
"Well, this mine was considered played out before the war, that was the old shaft I was telling you about. But JW won the mine in a hand of cards and decided to check it out once the war had ended. There had been some skirmishes here, and the area had seen some bombing by the looks of things, so we sunk another shaft, this one here and tried going under the old mine - and hit pay-dirt. But that's why we avoid the first level because it is very unstable. Bombing shook it loose like someone drove a cruiser right through it.
"As to reading, I can't help you much. If that sheriff is down there, well I'd be much obliged if you left him there if you catch my meaning. As to Brigit, she is crafty but I think JW would like to see her brought to justice and bound by law for all she's done wrong to these here people. Besides, JW would like to get some answers out of her for all that was made up and what was real."
Wyatt nodded and considered what the man had to say for a few seconds. It seemed to him that the ship would most likely be on the first level. He didn't know much about mining but he did know that someone driving a shaft would stabilize the tunnel making sure that they could safely traverse it while hauling out their dirt. If they avoided the first level due to it being so unstable that ship could've rested there in hiding for years undisturbed.
"All right, friend," Sung motioned towards the elevator. "If we go down t' the first level an' then want t' move on t' the second an' third. Would we have control of the elevator, or have t' ring you topside?"
(OOC: Receiving the answer)
"Well then," Wyatt gave the man a nod and stepped towards the lift. "Let's be about it."
Once they were underway, Wyatt let the others know of his thoughts. "My guess is that they rigged up some sort of trap t' seal the mine off once they git their cargo from that ship. I feel that the ship is on the first level--any argument?
"So I also feel that we need t' find out if'n our boys in the mule can watch that back door. If not t' help get us out, t' stop anyone from retreatin' that way should Bridgette plan on usin' it for an escape route.
"And Sam? Let's try an' kill as few as possible t'night while turnin' Miss Bridgette over t' the Law. Ku?"
(OOC: Barring any objections that need to be worked through...)
Relieving the radio from his belt, Wyatt keyed it. "Bowman, Wolf, Kid? Anyone read?"
Once Wyatt reaches them, he relays the location of the back entrance to the mine and asks them to cover it while receiving an update on what's going on with them.
Posted on 2011-07-05 at 19:08:12.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: So sorry...
I've been really busy with a new job, starting a new business, doing artwork for a children's book, and getting engaged thus preparing to get married...It doesn't look like I'll get the chance to post this weekend, but I'll try.
Posted on 2011-07-01 at 20:53:53.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Yes...
Family first. Don't need the map.
Posted on 2011-06-22 at 04:17:17.
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Topic: Loaded Dice: the Guardian, Part Seven
Subject: Explodddddddddde!
When magic crosses...I like.
Posted on 2011-06-17 at 22:13:41.
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Topic: My new baby
Subject: Congrats, Olan!
That's awesome! New babies are tasty.
Posted on 2011-06-17 at 22:05:16.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Hornsilver Mine, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 10:45 pm Planet Time
"That sheriff we brought to town turned out a few fruit short of a nutbar,” Cullen began with a dry tone. “Started killing the Tong, and then when the council tried to reason with him, he killed poor John Blake and wounded JW. Next thing you know he has deputies—in the form of the Mustard Gang. They set fire to the Tong temple and laughed while it burned. After that, people took to hiding, Poor Nora gone completely leaky in the brainpan, and we [Bailey and I] made sure that JW got hid away quick but you'd never believe who was behind this all! Brigit! Yeah! The school marm and JW's fi...fi...fi-yon-say. She's got Luke on a leash and the Mustards playing patsy for him. Hell, she even somehow got the gorram blockade to lift when she didn't need it anymore. Should have never trust a gorram woman—ah...No offense Ma'am.”
Wyatt closed his eyes for a moment and digested the fact that he’d brought that killing fool to Frisco. This whole mess was just as much his fault as it was Bridgette’s as far as he was concerned, and he was determined to set it right.
"Well,” Cullen continued apparently unaware of Wyatt’s remorse. “Here is what I can tell you about down there. I can tell from the service log on the lift that it has been used twice since I shut her down yesterday. Once to level one, that is the level closest to the surface , returned to surface and once to level 2 and level 1 and surface again. Brigit, the sheriff and one of the Mustards were seen heading this way. Now Level 1 is dangerous! I'm not kidding around it is highly unstable and if you go shooting guns and blowing grenades and you will be in a world of hurt. Now 2 and three, they are okay. But 1 is ready to collapse so please, don't do anything Buh Dahn.
"There is an old shaft from back when the mine first was played out, about a mile or so west of here. It ain't got no lift so unless you feel like climbing, this is the only way in or out and I got it locked. There is a bell on the lift that rings up here. You ring it three times, I'll hit the override and let you come up. Otherwise, I ain't letting anyone in there tonight. Hope you don't think me a Kuh Wu Chwen but I'd rather be up here if something goes wrong so I can get help, than ...well somewhere else where I can't. I got a couple of good battery op lanterns if you need them."
Using the offer as an opportunity to pause, Wyatt shifted his weight a little and glanced at Willow, then Sam. The perty little doctor’s nod was nearly imperceptible, but Wyatt caught it and knew that she was trusting this fellow. Sam, however, was apparently more intent on scanning every shadow than paying much visible mind to what Mr. Cullen spit out, so Sung received no indication of anything other than twitchiness there (not that he needed any more).
“Mr. Cullen,” Wyatt scratched nonchalantly at his chin where the stubble from the day was coming in strong and looked at the lift with a bored expression on his face. “What level is closest t’ the surface? One? OK. So, Bridgette, the Sheriff, an’ one of the Mustards went down there a couple o’ times in the recent history of the place, and I conjure it weren’t just for pleasure. Any report on whether they was packin’ items or no?
“Well, if it were me and I had time t’ kill in preparation fer meetin’ some folk I aimed on killin’, I’d rig that level one with explosives just t’ seal up any trace of the deed under a few tons o’ rock after I did the dirty deed. I might even be so inclined as t’ set up an ambush on level two…Any readin’s on what each level contained, Mr. Cullen? Barrin’ that, what’s the history of this here mine? When were the shafts dug, and what reasoning pointed the miners to this here spot?”
Wyatt had to determine where the ship was within that death trap before he was going to go waltzing in blind, and the idea of a back door sure appealed to him. If there was trouble, maybe Roc could be brought over the entrance (or the mule) with some cord or rope long enough to make a more feasible escape route than trying the lift once more. He was pretty sure that with as volatile as Cullen made the first tunnels out to be, Bridgette in her cunningness, had rigged it to blow and bury the whole thing before she skipped planet and tried to make a new life for herself. The fact that she had control over the blockade worried Sung more than a little, especially knowin’ who was in charge of that operation and what he and his crew had already done to the man’s sons. That this crazy-fast sheriff they’d hauled to Frisco was also cuddlin’ up with the red-head didn’t sit too well with the captain either. He wasn’t no gunslinger and preferred not getting shot at while trying to take aim. The more information they had at this point the better he could strategize.
He hoped to Buddha that the others were having more luck.
Posted on 2011-06-17 at 00:57:12.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: The map...
Any way to get it slightly bigger so I can see some details?
Posted on 2011-06-15 at 06:54:57.
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Topic: Loaded Dice: the Guardian, Part Six
Subject: Olan's fifth...
Or fifty-fifth. Or something like that. Nice comic.........
Posted on 2011-06-15 at 06:53:23.
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Topic: Happy Birthday, Bromern Sal!
Subject: Thank you for the well wishes.
I wish I was turning 21! Well...maybe not. Thank you everyone for the birthday wishes.
Posted on 2011-06-15 at 06:49:50.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Rough.
Life tends to throw us curveballs. I've always had trouble hitting curveballs.
Posted on 2011-06-06 at 19:27:24.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: Thank you for the update.
Please extend my well-wishes to Tann as well. I'll keep him in my prayers.
Posted on 2011-06-06 at 19:21:37.
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