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Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: Thank you...


Thanks for the lesson Professor.

It is good to know.

Posted on 2007-09-29 at 02:37:23.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Before we make a call...


I hate to put the breaks on, but I have a couple of questions before I offer up my opinion:

1. The crew has some history together, so I'd imagine Wyatt would know which was the most likely to do well in the Engine Room now that Kora's gone. So, who is it?

2. Does ridin' the shadow of the other Firefly require any system changes? Any electrical modifications? For that matter, does it require any mechanical alterations?

3. Can Wyatt offer Dash some assistance with the piloting if necessary? He's no slouch himself you know. Anything to better secure the success of such a maneuver, you know?

I agree--pending answers to these questions--that shadowing the other firefly is the best option, but it also seems a little too perfect, and Wyatt is still a very superstitious person. He's not likely to give the order until he's sure the stars are aligned (or at least knocked on wood).

Posted on 2007-09-29 at 02:34:29.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: Ugh! Computers.


Oh, I remember Boss. Believe me, I remember.

Posted on 2007-09-28 at 01:16:05.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: My bad


Would you mind editing my post since typing on a phone can be an arduous task? Thanked

Posted on 2007-09-26 at 20:29:13.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Logan's safe


Logan has PMd me and is waiting for something to post to. The others are pending deevolution. I do, however have a respite for the wayward sorts as my computer is in for repairs. I am currently typing this from my iPhone.

Posted on 2007-09-26 at 03:29:51.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Ack!


In that case Roger, consider this my resignation from all of your games...

Posted on 2007-09-24 at 20:45:06.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell
Subject: Not good.


Monty had done his best to remain visibly in control during the launch of the X-22 despite the huge pressure he felt and the urge to black out. Rangers, by nature, weren't prone to succumb to such simple things as G-Forces. Despite this line of thinking, it was all he could do to remain conscious and aware, peering towards the others to determine their stamina and finding the results rather pleasing (despite feeling like breakfast had been a bad idea himself). He and Blake had taken the time before the X-22 flight to review dossiers and as they jettisoned from the belly of the B-52 he used facts he could remember from each case file to help steady his mind.

Computer pilots... no consideration for their passengers.

The lieutenant had just gotten used to the extreme nature of the ride when he caught the flare of a red gemstone out of the corner of his eye. Turning his head slowly towards the panel his brow furrowed as the red light reflected in his wide pupils. That's not good.

"Chief," Monty said calmly, his eye still on the light. "Please tell me that the flashing red light means the bathroom is occupied."

Posted on 2007-09-23 at 23:46:32.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: maybe...


I think Eol might be trying to give Tann some time to develop a rash, or something. I'm posting soon so the blame cannot be me.

Posted on 2007-09-23 at 04:10:15.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: hello?


I think everyone's fallen asleep. Well, I guess you snooze you lose. I'll be posting shortly and if people don't post before me their characters might not do what they'd planned.

Posted on 2007-09-23 at 04:05:55.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: yeah... Me too


oK so I'm shooting to have another post in place here shortly as well.

Posted on 2007-09-23 at 04:00:09.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: Unfortunately you can't


PM more than one recipient at a time. The information you provided me in PM however is great and really all that I needed.

Posted on 2007-09-18 at 03:56:34.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell
Subject: The Ride


Monty had arrived at the mess hall to find Blake ready and waiting for him. Their private meeting consisted of the Lieutenant casually probing a little into her professional past, trying to glean a little more about her personality, and doing what he could to learn as much about her as possible. Why was she so valuable to the military that they'd allow her obvious indiscretions? What made Blake the oddball on his team, and would her value overcome the risk such a non-conformist represented? When he had the chance, he also asked if she had the dossiers for the team, since he wasn't provided the paper files for review. He'd want to get into the specifics behind each individual on the plane if possible.

After the meeting, Monty had grabbed his breakfast (a light meal as he wasn't usually prone to eat a hearty breakfast) and had made his way to the table where the rest of his team had gathered, returning salutes with a salute of his own and a quick, "As you were." He'd eaten in silence, listening to the conversation incited by Blake, and carried on by the others, quietly evaluating each individual's personality. When Kane performed the Kit inspection, Lt. Kernan left him alone, remaining aloof, perhaps as a way to show the Staff Sergeant that he trusted him to his duties, or perhaps because he wasn't interested in the mundane aspects of leadership. Whatever the case may be, he shouldered his pack and weapon, and led his team to the tarmac.

The B-52 was a big airboat, there was no doubt about it, but Kernan had flown in them before on numerous high-altitude jumps. It wasn't that he had become so accustomed to the thrill of the flight and the resulting mission, but he'd grown very good at hiding it, remaining absolutely calm in the face of his command, and thus providing his personnel a stable platform from which to react. The X-66 was another story, however.

"“Oh man, “Charlie's excitement was near childlike in Monty's opinion, and not something he shared,” The X-66 is totally the bomb! Tell me, the AI, is it the XJ-76 or the Sendai 180? The XJ has the killer geo-positional guidance systems but the situational gyrocomputative capabilities of the Sendai just blow my mind! All the calculations needed to keep one little errant air flow from sending you into a face plant at Mach Six. Oh trust me, boys and girls,” she assured her team mates, “we are in for one primo ride!”

Keeping his opinion of relying on computers to do the flying to himself, Lt. Kernan motioned everyone to get strapped in, placing himself next to Chief Blake so he could share her computer terminal for personnel review.

"Let's get this party started," Monty called out above the drone of the engines, giving Corporal Gere the thumbs up indicating the team was stowed and ready.

Posted on 2007-09-16 at 19:20:34.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Captains orders... we fly!


“Captain, perhaps a discreet inquiry or two would be better for all concerned? That kitten comes from money, and money means Alliance power on Bellerophon, which is where I’m guessing we picked up our fuzzy castaway. An intermediary or two between us and kitty’s owner may be the way to go. Dodger should be feeling kindly towards me these days, let me send him a wave.”

Wyatt had watched the interaction and the passing around of the bauble that had been attached to the kitten’s collar with little expression on his face. He didn’t even bother to take a turn at examining it. Instead, he waited for his crew to come to their conclusions and he had to admit, Willow’s deduction was likely the best course.

“Do it, Willow. We don’t have the time t’ be playing cat an’ mouse with the Alliance when we’re doin’ it with the Consortium. Now, unless any of the rest o’ you have something t’ add concerning this stowaway, I suggest we turn our attention to the matter at hand and begin coverin’ points about runnin’ a blockade…”

That said, the captain began to review the standard practices required to help a ship run silent.

* * *


Wyatt made sure he was sitting co-pilot when they reached Regina. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Sam, he was just a hands-on type of captain and he wanted to be there to help if Dash needed it. Sung watched as the Alliance ship registers began to show on the monitors, calmly storing the names of each in the back of his mind as he glanced over to the radar screen. He was accomplished at this sort of thing, having run Alliance blockades during the War, and he knew Sam had some practice as well, so he was positive Sam knew what he was talking about when he said in a quiet voice, “You see what I see?” The holes in the ship’s positioning were just big enough to allow a ship to slip through with some skilled piloting.

“All right, Sam. Take us in.”

Posted on 2007-09-16 at 18:59:14.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: I've posted...


Ok, sorry again for the lack of posting recently. I've found some free time today so I'm trying to get my games caught up. I've taken some liberties in this post with character reactions/interactions due to the nature of the post. Game on.

Posted on 2007-09-16 at 18:32:59.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Mature Content
Subject: Continuance


The Mean Streets – Upper East Side – Night City – March, Friday 13th, 2020, 12:55am

“…so spill it.”

DigitalScribe took a deep breath and let it out slowly, the cockney smile on his face never fading as he considered how best to rephrase what had obviously been misunderstood. After a moment of silently bouncing about in the back of the van, the media shrugged and finished putting his camera into his duffle.

“It doesn’t mean anything underhanded, sneaky, or covert, Choomba. All I was getting at is that I’ve been shot at—I’ve had friends shot at—and I’m not one to just shrug that sort of thing off. There’s a reason behind all of this, and until I know what it is, I’m not so sure I can let go of it. That’s all. You know how things eat at ya until you can’t sleep? Well, this is likely to be one of those things.

“Now, as far as people recognizing me is concerned, that’s not wholly likely since I’m rarely in front of the camera—that’s for higher paid desk jockeys, not us combat reporters. At least, not until we get a network job—“ Frankie held up a hand to forestall any sudden outburst from the big nomad, or any of the others listening in. “—Not that I want a network job. They fraq with the news more than deliver it.”

Firewind, having been listening to the media’s explanation and vaguely wondering how their next meeting would go (he had never met Springed-Heel Jack, though he’d heard of the man), suddenly had his attention drawn to Merry Deth where she lay against the wall of the van. He’d thought he’d seen her arm twitch, but that couldn’t be with the sedative he’d given her, she should be in a completely relaxed state. But there it was, none-the-less, as he watched her hand twitched, and not due to the jarring ride that Bullseye was giving them. Brow furrowed, the medtech shifted to one knee, and leaned over the young woman. Just as he did so, here eyes opened wide and she drew in a sharp breath. Then, her body began shaking violently, arms and legs thrashing about as though being convulsed by huge amounts of electricity.

“Fraq!” Preacher—who had been lying fairly close—gingerly scrambled out of the way. “She possessed?”

Keahi grabbed his bag while he tried to fend off the blows from her arms and legs. Her eyes were rolled up into her head, showing only the whites, and her mouth was slightly open. It was obvious to him that she’d bit her tongue as a little bit of blood-flecked spittle foamed at the corners of her mouth. Securing patients weren’t supposed to be restrained, but in this case, where there were so many sharp metal pieces about, it was in her best interest.

“Hold her still!” he barked as he snatched his medscanner from the bag. Peacekeeper grabbed at the girl’s arms, taking two tries to catch them in their wild spasms while Guardian threw himself over her legs.
Firewind quickly activated the device, running it about six inches over her head and chest in a couple of seconds. The display readout flashed to life showing immense brain activity and a buildup of pressure in her frontal lobe. Possible causes for the seizures were listed down the left hand side, near the display of the bulging artery beneath the skull. Keahi’s training kicked in and he knew what had to be done. The problem was, that even with his surgical kit, he didn’t have the tools to do it. Then more problems began to rise. The medscanner beeped again, indicating the discovery of another artery bulge near the first, and then a third. They were growing at an alarming rate, far quicker than was natural, and certainly quicker than any surgery could combat.

“What the devil is goin’ on?” Preacher growled as they all watched blood begin to drip from her ears with Firewind sitting completely still, a sick look on his tattooed face.

“She’s having multiple brain aneurysms,” the medtech said in a tone just barely heard above the van’s engine and the storm.

“Multiple?” DigitalScribe queried. “But, isn’t that unlikely?”

“Yes!” Keahi practically yelled his frustration. “One is tough enough to combat, and requires invasive surgery, or tools we don’t have on hand. Three—“ his medscanner beeped again and again showing two more growths. “—Five, and in this timespan… it is unnatural…and there isn’t anything I can do.”

“So she’s…” The media began but was interrupted when the medscanner beeped in one, solid line: the sound of a flat-line, and Merry Deth’s body stopped convulsing while blood poured from her ears to pool across the floor of the van.

“Dead.” Keahi replied solemnly, the medscanner dropping into his lap.

The Mean Streets – Upper East Side – Night City – March, Friday 13th, 2020, 12:56am

Posted on 2007-09-16 at 18:31:27.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Posted.


Sorry for any delays. I found some time today so I've posted.

Posted on 2007-09-16 at 17:46:50.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: This ain't my cup o' tea, love.


Char stood pressed against the stone wall, his eyes on the tower across the way, his body as flat as he could make it in whatever shadows were present. The ranger's mind churned through the possibilities, the dangers, and the likely results. Magic was certainly afoot and that was not something he knew very much about. He considered briefly that it might be Alloryn who was in the tower fending off those who would be her kidnappers, but he dismissed that idea rather as quickly as it had come up. He'd never seen her wield that much power, and though he couldn't claim to know the noblewoman mage as well as, say, Adrian, there had been ample opportunity for her to display her might on the last outing they had undertaken together.

From their vantage it didn't look as though Char would be able to determine much more of what was going on either below or above, so, with a jerk of his head he motioned that they should return to the others.

(OOC: Barring any objection, or lack of response from Da' Moon...)

Deftly avoiding the corpses of the fallen Greens, Char emerged from the shadowy stairs and went immediately to where his armored friends and their companions had gathered.

(OOC: Please correct the post--or me--if I get this wrong Roger. This is the way I interpreted it.)

"Da walk be gone, so der no' be a way across abo'. Looks like der be a bi' o' magic a' play from da groun' as well as da udder tower. I seen a bi' o' siege warfare in me time, an' wha' we saw up der could-uh been dat, bu' no guarantees. Rocks flyin' up from da groun' an' being destroyed by green magic from da tower.

"So, 'less da two magic-slingers der 'ave some way t' make us fly, we bes' be findin' a way outside an' see if'n we canna' determine who's doin' wha'. 'Less some udder idea comes up."

There is a route to the tower. There is no roof and it is a body falling zone, but there is a route. Only the roof is missing. - Alacrity

Posted on 2007-09-16 at 17:45:52.
Edited on 2007-09-26 at 17:32:29 by Alacrity

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Char be here.


I have not forgotten the game either. Unfortunately, I've been hit by a series of bad luck incidents that required money to fix and lo and behold, up pops a series of art contracts that I can't turn down. So, I'm working my butt off to get through these art pieces thus freeing me up for other things. Thanks for your patience.

Posted on 2007-09-07 at 00:25:01.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: Swamped.


I have not forgotten the game either. Unfortunately, I've been hit by a series of bad luck incidents that required money to fix and lo and behold, up pops a series of art contracts that I can't turn down. So, I'm working my butt off to get through these art pieces thus freeing me up for other things. Thanks for your patience.

Posted on 2007-09-07 at 00:24:42.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Unforgettable


I have not forgotten the game either. Unfortunately, I've been hit by a series of bad luck incidents that required money to fix and lo and behold, up pops a series of art contracts that I can't turn down. So, I'm working my butt off to get through these art pieces thus freeing me up for other things. Thanks for your patience.

Posted on 2007-09-07 at 00:24:06.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Haven't forgotten


I have not forgotten the game either. Unfortunately, I've been hit by a series of bad luck incidents that required money to fix and lo and behold, up pops a series of art contracts that I can't turn down. So, I'm working my butt off to get through these art pieces thus freeing me up for other things. Thanks for your patience.

Posted on 2007-09-07 at 00:20:57.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: Heading out.


I'm vacationing this weekend. Will be back late Sunday, so I'll likely not get a post in until next week. Was going to wait for Tann's reply to his reprimand anyway.

Posted on 2007-08-24 at 20:37:09.

Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Need some posts people.


Come on now... let's move this on.

I will post next week whether people have posted or not. Too many missed posts and your character will suddenly be overcome by a bout of bioplague and turn into a mindless killing machine. At that point, I'll have him/her kill all of the other characters in a mass meltdown of propriety and roll this game into oblivion... or not.

Posted on 2007-08-23 at 02:58:04.
Edited on 2007-08-24 at 20:39:03 by Bromern Sal

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: I can't get home much...


Let alone out of state.

Posted on 2007-08-23 at 02:36:49.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: Tann


No apology necessary. Characters will be characters.

Correct me if I'm wrong military buffs, but Sergeants are NCOs (non-commissioned officers) and as such, aren't called "sir". Instead, they are called "sergeant" or "staff sergeant" accordingly. As a matter-of-fact, something they say quite often is, "Sir? I'm a sergeant (or staff sergeant) boy! I work for a living!"

Posted on 2007-08-23 at 02:35:43.
Edited on 2007-08-23 at 02:45:00 by Bromern Sal

 


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