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Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: OUCH!

I'll wait to post until some more people have posted.

Posted on 2008-06-24 at 03:29:12.

Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Nope.

No timestamp needed on a dream sequence. I'm waiting to move things forward for Eol to get some things we planned on the move.

Posted on 2008-06-24 at 03:23:34.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Speakin' of fightin' types...

Oh, Wyatt's stirrin' things up now! Don't worry, Blammm. Wyatt isn't intendin' on leaving anyone standin' he figures caused them this grief. Guns-a-blazin'!!!

Posted on 2008-06-24 at 03:21:32.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Snapshot!

Wyatt braced himself with his feet, everywhere else visible to the eye a complete picture of calm. His survey of the scene quickly determined that Sam Dash wasn’t in sight, but the big, ruttin’ bad guy dragging JW’s woman in front of him as a shield sure as sin was. The other two following were also trouble.

“Stop the mule! Get out, and leave your guns inside, or she dies!”

Wyatt’s head tilted slightly to the right, as though amused with the situation. “Kid, the entourage is yours.”

Sung made his move quick, steady, and solid. His concern at this point was his friend, and this familiar-looking hwoon dahn appeared to be the cause for the distress. Wyatt was determined to end it, and end it quick. The shotgun fell to the floor as the captain rose from his seat, his colt skinning leather. There would be only one shot this time as Wyatt knew there was, but one chance here. He wasn’t trying to be a hero; just decisive and final. That one shot was for Ethan’s forehead.

(OOC: OK, here’s for hoping. Wyatt isn’t that bad of a shot either, and by spending all 5 of my plot points, to increase my dice steps, chances are Ethan will follow his brother to the grave. Here’s to being a Big Damn Hero…)

Posted on 2008-06-24 at 03:18:48.
Edited on 2008-06-24 at 11:09:27 by Alacrity

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: Now I'm gonna cry--brilliant, Eol.

With the success of his first volley still fresh, Char was already trying to capitalize on his luck. So focused was he on the enemy that he failed to see what occurred with Alloryn: A threat still existed, and the ranger was intent on ending that threat.

Drawing a bead on the thri-kreen seeking an escape, Char knocked another arrow, pulling the string back until the feathers of his fletching tickled his dirt-smeared cheek. Releasing a slow breath, the mountain man let fly, his hand darting back to his quiver as the strong quivered, the arrow released from its roost to fly towards the back of the target. Snatching another arrow from his quiver, Char made a smooth, fluid motion once more as he sent another arrow after the first.

Posted on 2008-06-24 at 02:54:52.

Topic: D&D 4.0 Discussion
Subject: Extremely what?

Let's face it. D&D has always been designed to compliment the hack-n-slash player type. Killing things grants level advancement, the discovery of magic itmes grants level advancement, and level advancement makes the characters less and less playable with each achievement. AD&D was barable to me, but only because I was young. 3E was stretching things, and 3.5E kind of corrected some of the imbalances of its predecessor. Hate to say it, but I find less and less about those systems I like each day--4E is out of the question.

Sorry Cap'n Lou, but I haven't played D20 except in the games I play in here at the Inn where I can ignore the rules and focus on character development. Everything I've read about 4E indicates that WotC tried even harder to mimic the draw of video games in their flagship product, and in doing so have completely killed TSR's dream child. It is a mutation.

Posted on 2008-06-22 at 05:42:45.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Hmm...

Ever see Escape From New York? That's tame compared to the Combat Zone.

We'll see if the dice smile on ya.

Posted on 2008-06-22 at 05:31:15.

Topic: The Embodiment
Subject: If you are

Having problems with historical events, I can provide you with one main event per year of adulthood in order to spur your creative juices. I realize that it is never easy creating a rich history for a character, let alone a well-established character.

Posted on 2008-06-22 at 05:25:26.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: I will be...

Taking the GM's initiative this weekend and moving everyone ahead in the game. Those of you who have not posted will need to if you want to set your characters in a particular direction.

Posted on 2008-06-21 at 16:50:20.

Topic: Age Of Friggen Conan!
Subject: Um.

Perhaps I should have elaborated:

What kind of game?
where is it available?

Posted on 2008-06-21 at 00:50:59.

Topic: Looking for Interest in New Online RPG
Subject: I'm in.

I've always liked your storytelling, Roger (one of these days we'll have to start the writer's group up again). All of these sound very interesting; so unless you're sick of having me in your games I can't resist the invitation. Only catch is that I like all of them similar to the way a parent loves their children.

Posted on 2008-06-20 at 05:18:16.
Edited on 2008-06-20 at 05:34:27 by Bromern Sal

Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: My crew

I hope that post includes something for the CEO on the Charon, Eol.

Where's the rest of my crew? Hello?

Posted on 2008-06-20 at 00:47:24.

Topic: Why'd You Choose Your Avatar?
Subject: Mine

Mine is from a drawing I did of Bromern Sal years ago.

Posted on 2008-06-19 at 00:27:11.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Note

The CZ is back the way you came. The bus went around it to get to Rancho Coronado.

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 14:03:58.

Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Bridge officer

Yes, Kato III is a bridge officer.

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 14:00:19.

Topic: D&D 4.0 Discussion
Subject: Escaped

My friend is intent on getting me to abandon my system (FUZIONfantasy) and play 4E. I don't think it is because he finds the FUZIONfantasy rules poor, but instead, he is a devout D&D nut and really wants to get back to The System. Only, The System is no longer what it once was. I'm sorry, but I lost interest with D&D's rules at 3E, played on out of loyalty until 3.5, and then ditched the whole of it in favor of a more serious system. I'm never going to participate in 4E. As far as I'm concerned, WotC proved once again what idiots they are.

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 05:03:02.

Topic: An Idea for Webdesign At the Inn
Subject: Always a way...

Folks, there's definitely a way to do all of this. Olan is the one to do it though, so we'll have to wait for his response.'d take a look at what he's built in that particular area to see if I couldn't figure something out, but it appears that I'm a dunce and lost my access information. (Stupid admin!)

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 04:43:35.

Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: Back on the Charon

Stardate: 2374.09.03
The Charon – Captain’s Ready Room – 11:02 hours

The meeting had been a long one, as most debriefings were. Kelsey had listened to each of his officer’s reports on their findings, the limited information they’d received pertaining to Operation Persephone had given them some direction, and they’d made good on what information they had. He had to admit his satisfaction on their performance, and as the last one sat he tapped the table a moment in silent consideration. His senior staff had changed a bit since their last mission; there were those among them who weren’t familiar with Kelsey’s method of operation, and that gave him hesitation. Yet, after some contemplation, he had to conclude that they’d have to come to grips with it sooner rather than later if they were to perform as he needed them to. The scarred man’s gaze went slowly around the table, peering at each of the officers from beneath his brow.

“You’ve all done well,” he began in a low, even tone. “What I’m about to relay might come as a surprise to some, to others it is what was expected, though I’m sure the details are what you’re avidly awaiting.”

He was sure he had their attention now.

“Chief,” Kel turned his attention to Cathica. “You’ll need to make an adjustment to your flight path. I want you to take the Charon on a path that takes us within a few hours of this planet—“ The captain brought up the Gamma Quandrant in the holographic projection. One of the unmarked planets en route to Calinon VII was glowing with an undulating radiance. “It doesn’t have a name—at least not one that Starfleet has recorded. This new path needs to be recorded on the internal systems only, with a security rating accessible only by command staff from this ship. Do I make myself clear?”

(OOC: assuming there isn’t any argument.)

“Last night, Lieutenant Kennedy oversaw the transport of some containers to our cargo bays. These containers are to be left alone. Tampering with them will result in a whole hell of a lot of time in my brig. The containers are filled with argine. Are any of you familiar with that substance? It is very destructive explosive. There are thirteen containers…just enough to completely destroy an orbital platform.”

“My sources tell me that there is a Jem’Hadar incubation platform in orbit around that planet, and we’re going to use this little mission of Starfleet’s to strike a major blow against the Dominion.”

Kelsey paused once more to eyeball the new additions to his ship before turning his attention to Talon. “Lt. Cmdr. Talon, you’ll put together the usual compliment to join us in the infiltration of the base in order to plant the localization device so that we can beam the explosives past the platform’s shields. Jones, I’ll need you to perfect the modulation of the disruptor frequency on both the localization device and the shuttle we’ll be taking. Ben, I want you to pay real close attention to that cloaking device once the Romulans bring it aboard. See if you can’t use it, or its technology, to aid us in this endeavor.”

Turning sharply to Cathica, Kel reiterated, “Make sure that our flight path affords us the proper window to detach our shuttle from the formation, and return. I believe such an operation should take two hours, or so to reach the platform, a fifteen minute block to set the explosives, and two hours to return.

“I need not remind all of you how important it is that this remain under the utmost secrecy. Our lives, the crew’s life, and countless Federation souls depend upon it.”

The room fell silent for a moment as Kel allowed the information to sink in. Then, he stood up indicating that the mission briefing was at an end. “Work whatever you need to out through Lt. Kennedy to coordinate departments. Any questions?”

(OOC: will field questions as needed.)

“Time is running out, people. Dismissed.”

Stardate: 2374.09.02
The Charon – Bridge – 15:28 hours

Captain Gavison sat in the command chair, Flight Control’s empty seat before him, only three engineering personnel in the room with him, their tasks prearranged by the shift officer. At the moment, they were underneath the science console, working overtime to resolve an issue that was buried in Kel’s reports somewhere. The captain was in the process of reviewing personnel files of his new officers; the information he’d dumped on them, his direct orders to keep his mission secret from Starfleet, and his assumption that they’d show a huge amount of loyalty to a captain they’d just met was weighing heavily on his mind. After the meeting, he’d tried to dismiss his paranoia as just that, but eventually had given in to his distrustful nature, spending time perusing their files for any indication that they might contaminate the purity of his mission.

Cathica Mas’Riat’s record was doctored. Kel had reviewed enough records in his time to be able to tell. All that was there was what Sisko wanted him to see—what he needed to know about her to trust her at his helm. This, alone, didn’t worry the captain. Sisko knew enough of the way that Gavison operated to know that he’d likely try to annihilate any and all Jem’Hadar he encountered provided he could get away with it. The chances that Benjamin would put a spy on board his ship were slim. Still, Kelsey had a hard time not wanting to read between the lines.

Kato III was even less likely to be a spy, which put him top on Kelsey’s list. The man was an exchange officer from a culture that was not entirely for Federation ideals. He was an eager addition to their crew…something Kelsey hadn’t seen in quite some time. Most transfers to the Charon were filled with trepidation, fear, or resignation. They knew that they were a short distance away from death—the insignia on the assignment patch had become an ominous indication of their future—at least that was the assumption. Most transfers of late had been volunteers, but that didn’t make them any less concerned for their future. Kato’s enthusiasm was a little disconcerting.

Settling back in his chair, Kel switched the arm-view computer off and scowled at the blank viewscreen, the sounds of the engineering crew working away echoing dully from the bulwarks. With a shake of his head, he determined to have one of his patented “heart-to-hearts” with the two of them. He thought about the correct time, the proper method, maybe altering his usual abrupt nature…thoughts that kept him occupied for a number of minutes. Eventually, he came to the determination that there was work that needed to be done.
Switching the computer on once more, Kel began programming the holodeck program he’d use with the team Talon put together to practice their infiltration.

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 04:28:01.

Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: One of the books...

I bought the Star Trek has time/measurements for warp travel. I'm geaking out pretty bad right now.

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 01:06:18.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Shall you move things forward?

I've sent you that link again, Sui.

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 00:58:49.

Topic: An Idea for Webdesign At the Inn
Subject: Feasible.

It is feasible, and I don't think the programming would be difficult. It is just a matter of Olan finding the time to get it done. I understand how PHP works, but have never been able to do more than modify the occasional programming. I like the idea, myself, but of all of us that I know of that are capable of manipulating the Inn, Olan is the only one who could make that happen.

Posted on 2008-06-18 at 00:47:31.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell
Subject: Dead...air

The Lieutenant peered over at Charlie, worry in his eyes.

"Kane?" Monty changed direction. "We may have a problem. You’re to change directions. Return to the observatory and check on Corporals Hatherford and Hart. We’ve dead air. Confirm their condition, and return them, and Corporal Fields and Private Carter to the communications center. Over.”

Turning back to Blake his tone became very serious. “We need whatever’s in that computer, Blake, an’ I mean fast. Whatever you’re doing it is time to double-time it.”

Too many variables…to much of the unknown.

Posted on 2008-06-17 at 04:11:30.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell
Subject: Orders to proceed.

“Lt we got a dead something here and you need to see this ASAP I think Blake can handle the comps herself for a few sir”

The radio squawked in Kernan’s ear causing him to look away from Blake’s work reflexively.

“That’s a negative, Sarge,” Monty responded, shaking his head at the Chief reassuringly. “We’re not leaving any ranger alone at any time, so be more specific as to what you mean by, ‘we got a dead something’: what is it? A yeti? A station employee? What?”

(OOC: assuming Monty receives the description in at least coherent detail.)

Taking a deep breath, Kernan raised his eyebrows at Blake and gave a slight shake of his head, partially in disbelief, and partially in resignation. “Ten-four, Kane. I read you. Proceed with caution. We need to know what that power station looks like, copy?”

Receiving a response from Kane, Monty took a look at the door once more. How does one prepare for that which is undocumented? The lieutenant leaned pushed away from the table and strolled around the front of the desk Blake was working at, still focusing on the door. He was considering all of that which had transpired to date, the information they’d gathered pertaining to the hostiles and natives, and that which it proposed as possibilities, and he knew he was in over his head. He was simply a soldier with orders, and an officer; officers were used to acting on intel, and when they didn’t have any, they sought it. In the end, that’s what it boils down to, he thought wryly. There’s not enough information to go on. I need more intel.

The findings that Kane had related did bring some alarm to Monty’s awareness. It added another unknown to the equation, and that meant that the threat was greater than previously thought. Switching the radio back on the lieutenant addressed the men he’d left behind.

“Corporal Hatherford, Corporal Hart, do you copy?” (OOC: assuming Kernan gets a response.) “Gather up those G.I.s and bring them to the communications center. We’re bringing the fire team together again while Staff Sergeant Kane and his team perform recon on the power station.”

Posted on 2008-06-16 at 03:55:35.
Edited on 2008-06-16 at 03:57:54 by Bromern Sal

Topic: The Embodiment
Subject: Still waiting...

We still need a few character concepts, and then I need to work through the histories with each of you, flesh the characters out a bit more, and make the character sheets. So, projected date for starting the game just yet.

Posted on 2008-06-16 at 03:14:31.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: My apologies

I was out of town for the weekend. I'll post soon to answer some of those questions.

Posted on 2008-06-16 at 03:10:30.


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