Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Change of plans.
OK, I got to thinking about what I was posting and determined that part of you were in a stagnant position that didn't really call for additional posts right now. So, I posted for the group that was on the move. This doesn't mean that those of you who aren't included in the post can't provide me with actions taken to get your characters on the move.
Posted on 2008-06-29 at 06:05:05.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Mature Content
Subject: In the Mountains
Dover Street – Rancho Coronado – Night City – March, Friday 13th, 2020, 4:30pm
The decision had been made. Firewind had to admit, he wasn’t a fan of it. The Combat Zone? Seriously? The medtech knew the stories about the place—every major city had one, but Night City’s was second only to Chicago’s, and Chicago’s was very nearly considered one of the most deadly places on earth. Hell! Keahi had heard tell that the Combat Zone was akin to the SouthAm death fields, only urban, not jungle.
For the past twenty-four hours, or so, he’d been nervous, scared, and nearly killed in a number of different ways. He’d somehow managed to avoid it, and keep the majority of those with him from buying the farm as well, yet here it was: Croaker was going to undo all of that with one trip to the Combat Zone in search of a recreational vehicle that only rich beavers could afford.
The islander was about to comment on the inane decision when Bull’s Eye smacked Croaker in the chest with the back of his gloved hand. The bus had been on the move for all of two minutes from the time it had stopped; still heading south.
“You must’ve done something right in another life,” Bull’s Eye growled as he pointed surreptitiously out the rain-streaked window at the fenced in community they were passing.
“There’s a stop three minutes from here,” Peacekeeper added, having spotted that which the other nomad was pointing out: a twenty-one foot RV visible just over the ten-foot stone wall.
Twenty minutes later, and Keahi found himself standing near MDK at the back of the RV keeping watch while Bull’s Eye and Lightning broke into the vehicle. Peacekeeper and Croaker stood watch at opposite corners of the block a few houses down. It took a few more minutes for Lightning to work his magic and, again a few more seconds for the nomad to hotwire the thing. Firewind had been concerned that some housewife would come storming out of the house at the sound of the engine, but it hadn’t happened. They’d picked up the rest of their party and managed to avoid any security on their way out of the community. All the same, Keahi couldn’t help but constantly return to the curtained windows and peer out at the rear view expecting to see the flashing lights and sirens associated with their crime.
“You have it now, Croaker,” Bull’s Eye said dryly as he shifted lanes, moving the massive vehicle from the far right lane they’d entered the freeway on to the lane next over. “The big, white boat is momentarily ours. So we goin’ to the mountains then?”
“That was the plan,” Peacekeeper snapped.
Bull’s Eye proceeded to mumble something under his breath in response.
(OOC: there could obviously be whatever kind of conversation here that you folks deem necessary. Due to the previous intent, I’m assuming that you’re still planning on making it to the mountains with enough time to give MDK his opportunity for some recon.)
The NorCal mountains were just being touched by dusk when the RV started to work its way up the road. The vehicle wasn’t the top of the line RV, but it wasn’t the lowest either. It looked as though they’d heisted the vehicle from someone who’d wanted to make an impression. It did have a navigation system that helped them find the right way, a small kitchenette, a table, a queen bed, and a very small television. It didn’t have a great suspension, and bounced rather energetically every chance it had. Despite this, it housed all of them rather well, and just as the grays of dusk were truly settling in, Bull’s Eye pulled off to the side of the road and put the vehicle into park.
“We’re about ten miles out, if this fancy nav system is right.” The nomad had turned around in the captain’s chair and was peering back at the group on a whole. Croaker had been sitting in the passenger seat, Peacekeeper right behind him in the bench seat behind the table where Lightning was messing with the television he’d dismantled on the ride. Bull’s Eye was looking at MDK now, as most of the eyes in the RV had focused.
“I know the plan was that you go it alone,” Peacekeeper intoned dryly. “But I feel that you might need someone to watch your back, so I’m going with you.”
She didn’t look at Croaker, but kept her gaze leveled on the battlemask, intent on not allowing her man to argue the point—not allowing anyone to argue the point. She’d tracked many a query, and had learned certain skills that would come in handy in just such a situation. It wasn’t prudent in her mind to allow MDK to go off into the evergreen and scrub oak forest alone. She didn’t trust him, true, but when all of their lives depended on the results it was better to follow that old Chess adage of never leaving a piece without cover. Standing up, she retrieved her bag and unzipped it, beginning the work of making sure all of the gear she wanted to take along was on her person, as the bag would remain.
“There will likely be infrared,” Peacekeeper continued in an effort to keep Croaker silent. “We won’t be able to do much about that, but I went after a defecting computer scientist for a corporation a few years back and learned a thing or two about bots and remotes, so at least we have some knowledge in that area should we encounter it.
“Way I see it, we’ve got the majority of the night for recon maneuvers and getting back here. Once we’ve scoped things out we can determine the best course to proceed. Correct me if I’m wrong.” Peacekeeper paused in her gearing up to turn and raise a manicured eyebrow at MDK before continuing with her efforts.
Wilderness – Northeast of Night City – March, Friday 13th, 2020, 6:30pm
Posted on 2008-06-29 at 06:02:01.
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Topic: The Embodiment
Subject: LOL
Look what I've gotten myself into... OK. A few hundred years of random life events coming up.
Posted on 2008-06-29 at 04:08:33.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: I'll tell you what...
I can completely understand being swamped. I spent the last week and a half feeling it myself. I'll talk with Eol and see if there isn't something I can do to move us onward while he pulls things together.
Posted on 2008-06-29 at 04:02:53.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: 'sides...
I figured that two armed men following someone holding a hostage out of the building was an indication of hostility.  All the same, let's hope that the dice love me as much as you!
Posted on 2008-06-25 at 03:11:29.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Me too!
"Why'd you kill Miss Brigit?!"
"She was in the way."
"Why'd you kill JW?"
"He insisted..."
Posted on 2008-06-24 at 14:24:48.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: No thanks!
Even if Char wasn't focused on taking out the last of the baddies, he'd never admit to seeing dead people. That'd be too close to the other side for his taste.
Posted on 2008-06-24 at 14:21:40.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Post pending
Still time to get the posts in place. I am planning on putting a post up soon, but it will be fairly long, so it might be a couple more days...
Posted on 2008-06-24 at 03:39:11.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Topic: Age Of Friggen Conan!
Subject: Um.
Perhaps I should have elaborated:
What kind of game?
where is it available?
Title?
Posted on 2008-06-21 at 00:50:59.
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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
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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