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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Looking forward to it!


This is why I now do all of my writing in Google Drive.

Posted on 2017-11-28 at 16:09:35.

Topic: Cyberpunk - Flesh & Blood Recruitment
Subject: Positions Open...


I have two characters that could use players right now.

Bloodbank - medic

Fixer - techie

I've been through a number of players now. I'd appreciate players who can commit. Thanks! I look forward to hearing from you.

Need some decent writing skills and the ability to post once per week. If you aren't familiar with the setting, think Ghost in the Shell, Bladerunner, Cyborg, etc. and you've got it.

Posted on 2017-11-28 at 16:07:41.

Topic: Flesh & Blood - A CyberPunk Game
Subject: Meh?


That's not acceptable.

All right, the game has been updated with our remaining players being sent a PM to help with your next post. The path Fixer is suggesting will bring you in at the 2300 Street bus stop once you go full route. That trip will cover eight stops, so your one-way ticket will cost 8 NCD's.

Any questions, feel free to ask. I may open recruiting again, or I may decide to keep the group intimately small. We'll see. I appreciate each of you who stick with us through the game. I know that these PBP games aren't exactly fast-paced and exciting.

Posted on 2017-11-28 at 16:04:22.

Topic: Flesh & Blood - A Night City Adventure
Subject: Hightower’s BBQ | Night City Integrate | Midcity | UrbanZone - March 8th, Day 2 (Saturday),


Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)
Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

"With Fixer here, we might not need to get Blossom inside the Mallplex," Vegas smiles softly at the Asian woman. "Can't see us needing to break through any security intense enough to require someone of this doll's expertise.

"So, I say we do some eyes-on recon while this angel works her heavenly magic," he continues. "Casino, Echo, and I could go in with Ghlahn taking up a point of advantage to cover a hasty retreat if we need to dance our way out. Fixer can go along with us and Bloodbank, of course. No reason to go in hot, but if Fixer really can resolve our comms issue on the way then we'll be better set to act on any data Blossom mines."

"Of course," Ghlahn remarks. "I'd love to set up and watch but I probably fit in better than most of you in that area. I can hold my own close-in if need be and Bloodbank will be there if things get hairy. Not looking to get involved, just a recon."

"There's an app that allows direct communication with any others who sign onto that group. Just download the CircleMic app to your agents and I'll set up the group. Give me your agent IDs and I'll shoot you an invite," Blossom rolls the diminishing sucker around in her mouth and holds up her own agent to show a screen with a baby blue background marred by white spots displaying a group she's already set up. "Problem with this app is that it relies on the network, and it isn't exactly the most secure method of chewing the fat. It'll do in the short and short though."

"Yeah sounds good, get me to a electronics store and I'll see what I can do about comms." Getting his gear ready, Fixer sets about downloading the CircleMic app to his agent and waits for the others to head out.

Echo nods in agreement with the Netrunner, grateful she's clever and so very good at what she does, and that they have her on the team. Following the wardriver's advice, the nomad chica navigates through her Agent to send the AI in search of the app.

"Vegas and I are well versed in code talk," Casino offers, "so I'm sure he can give you all a quick walkthrough and set something up. So when are we looking at heading out?"

Completing the download, Echo steps forward and shows Blossom her new CircleMic ID, then steps back to her previous spot. Fixer offers his up verbally followed by Bloodbank showing his Agent to the laid back coder. Vegas takes the opportunity to lean down and whisper in Blossom's ear. Whatever he whispers causes her to briefly smile and lift her shoulders a bit as though his breath tickles her ear.

"I would be okay to go now," Echo says with more confidence than she feels, "But I know some of us are hurtin' in the sleep department and could use a few hours of shuteye." She then turns to Fixer. "Would it make any difference to go at night time," she asks, "or are all the critters just as active during downtime?"

"Probably moreso," Fixer shrugs. Neighborhood activity doesn't seem to bother him too much. "I like the idea of sleep ‘s'much as the next fella, but I don't know how much time this kid's got so I'm voting we pull up our big boy pants and push through."

"Trust me," Bloodbank adds, "I'd like to support the idea, Echo, but I'm going to have to vote we forego anymore downtime as well."

"It would seem to me that now is as good a time as any to continue this little jaunt," Vegas slips his hands into the pockets of his designer slacks and tilts his head to the side while raising his eyebrows. The crooner starts singing softly...

"Fly me to the moon
"Let me play among the stars
"Let me see what spring is like
"On a, Jupiter and Mars,"

With a time set to head out and the crew gathering their gear together, Casino moves to catch Blossom before she gets too engrossed in getting the needed info from the Net. "Blossom, can I talk to you privately a moment?"

"Kinda busy," the Asian glances up from behind her heart-shaped, girlish sunglasses and sighs. "Fine, but the delay's on you, Choomba."

Letting her pass him as they head out the door, Casino moves the two of them back to the same area he had previously used to talk with Vegas. Pulling out the two ‘acquired' Agents, he hands both over to her. Echo watches Casino approach the little Asian. When they leave the room to presumably speak in private, Echo couldn't blame him. Blossom is a pretty little thing, but if he's interested, he's got some serious competition from a certain crooner.

"Hoping you could be me a favor. I don't have an agent of my own but I grabbed these two off a pair of dead guys from the fight at the ER. The expensive one I took off a dead Asian bodyguard, the other from the leader of the people who attacked the ER. They were after the old man the bodyguard died trying to protect."

Blossom raises her well-manicured eyebrows and stares at the devices like they're about to explode.

"Yeah he's alive," Casino informs her, "the leader of the attackers wanted me to kill him. When I refused all hell broke loose and I had no choice but to fight it out. But I was lucky and saved the old guy and got out before I was caught by the cops. I was hoping you could crack their security codes and tell me who the old guy was and who the attacker's leader was, and why they wanted the old man dead. I don't want us caught by surprise because of what happened at the ER and if anyones going to come looking for me—other then the police of course—before this run is over. Once all that's done I'm hoping you could scrub both clean and set one up for my future use. I know it's a lot to ask with everything else going on, but I have no one else to turn too."

Standing looking at the Netrunner, he hopes she will help, but Blossom isn't one to do anything for charity and thinks about the request for a few seconds while clicking her teeth on the small, round ball of candy still attached to the white paper stick protruding from her lips.

"Sure," she nods slowly and allows her eyes to drift up and peer over the rims of her pink sunglasses at the gruff-looking man. "I can attempt it, but I'm not doing it for a song and a dance, go-boy. Seeing how we're running together right now, I'll discount the price tag to a serious blue light special. One hundred NCD's apiece to break ‘em and wipe ‘em. I'll give ya whatever data I crack as a bonus. ‘Course, this'll come secondary to the run. We kosher?"

(OOC: Casino's answer,)

"You save some ancient from being whacked, shoot up an ER, kill some sardines bent on icing the ancient, and steal a couple of agents?" Walking casually past the bruiser, the small Asian takes the sucker from her mouth and waves it at Casino. "And you're wondering if anyone is gunnin' for you?"

Blossom's laugh is touched, perhaps, by a bit of sympathy as she makes her way back into the office. Before Casino can return to the team his attention is caught by Granger. The tall Swede has apparently been waiting for his friend's conversation to end before motioning the solo to join him near the lobby door.

"How long are your friends going to be interfering with my business, Keith?" he asks quietly so as not to draw attention from his staff.

(OOC: Casino's answer, assuming it contains something about Blossom sticking around.)

Frowning, Hightower's proprietor clenches his jaw and considers his options while he stares at the open door to his small office space and the crowd gearing up inside. Finally, turning back to the injured man he nods, "It is good. She can stay until the dinner rush. Then I must insist that my business is unobstructed.

"I do what I can for you, Keith," Granger sighs. "But it is not always easy."

"Hey!" Vegas calls out as he saunters into the kitchen. "You ready, or do you need some more time to hug and kiss out your good-byes?" The smile on the Frank Sinatra look-alike's rugged face softens the inferred insult. "We're ready to dance." True to his word, the others follow the well-dressed solo into the kitchen.

"Five-thirty, Keith," Granger mumbles in a very low voice. "Then, your friend must leave."

(OOC: Time is 2:25 PM)

Wind whips coats about and sends stinging, ice cold rain into the party's exposed skin. With the air quality warning in effect, combat masks and air filters are affixed the moment the edgerunners exit Hightower's and make their way down the stairs to the street level.

Pushing through the door, Vegas leads, confident and full of his usual attitude. Carried upon the winds and accenting the biting rain are angry voices just off to the right. Vegas glances that way but then tugs his long coat about him and turns to the left, striding towards the nearest bus stop.

Casino is next through the door and his attention is also drawn by the noise. Crowds are not uncommon, especially in the business sectors of the City, but this one is not moving. This crowd is gathered and seem to centralize their attention on whatever or whomever is in the center. Fists shoot into the air and foul language is draped across the mob like Holiday ornaments on a tree, but for the life of him, the rugged solo cannot see what has their attention.

"If we take the Five, we'll go straight past a iQuality Outlet," Fixer almost runs into the solo's back as he follows the pair of gunmen through the door with his eyes glued to his agent. Stepping to Casino's left, he narrowly avoids the collision and looks up a bit irritatedly to find out what all the ruckus is about. Peering through the slivers between his lashes and the dark lenses of his mirrorshades, the techie surveys the crowd and shakes his head in disgust. "Seen this sh*t before," he mutters. "Nothing good comes of it."

"What's going on?" Bloodbank asks innocently while staring at the frothing gathering.

(OOC : Time is 2:29 PM)


Posted on 2017-11-28 at 14:02:25.

Topic: Flesh & Blood - A CyberPunk Game
Subject: Sounds great!


He's been in touch!

I, too, hope everyone had a fanturkulous Thanksgiving! I'll be posting soon so keep your eye out.

Posted on 2017-11-27 at 17:32:10.

Topic: Flesh & Blood - A CyberPunk Game
Subject: Thanks for the posts...


I'll post again next week. Have a happy Thanksgiving!

Posted on 2017-11-21 at 18:51:18.

Topic: Genesis Q&A
Subject: Let's do that.


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Posted on 2017-11-21 at 18:49:42.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I will be tied up...


Until next week, most likely.

Posted on 2017-11-21 at 18:48:04.

Topic: Holiday Break
Subject: Be Safe!


I, too, am taking a break for Thanksgiving. I'll look at posting again next week.

Posted on 2017-11-21 at 18:40:22.

Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
Subject: Thanks for the posts... Just one more needed....


Keeper?

Posted on 2017-11-16 at 16:47:42.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: I've added to the add...


Now it's all adding up.

Posted on 2017-11-16 at 16:45:47.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Day 1, Whitefall - Eagle Eye's Estate, 2:00 PM PT


Sung listens intently to the story coming across his device. This Chloe being sought after by Patience is luh suh in his mind. He has no beef with Whitefall's governor other than he don't care for oppressive government-types, but this perceived ownership of young girls sticks in his craw. Dark brown boots ring against the gangplank of the hall. Steel blue eyes dart about, peering from beneath the dipping rim of his hat, searching for sign of eavesdropping from any nearby. Miss Stephanie's description of Chloe's condition brings out the protectiveness in Wyatt he reserves for his crew and his lost family, and by the time the doctor enters into her finishing thoughts, he has already made up his mind.

"I also believe it would be in the girl's best interest that Mr. Sarafina not know of the girl's presence either," Stephanie tells the Captain, "I need to treat the girl to ensure her and her baby's safety, but we can discuss what to do with her afterwards. I think if I wait till dark, and perhaps have Trish's assistance, we can slip her quietly to the ship while the men are all ‘busy' at the Slaughterhouse. So, do I have your permission?" Her words are questioning, but her resolve in this situation can be heard by the Captain even over the Com link. She is meaning to treat this girl, it is what she does. She isn't about to abandon anyone who needed her assistance.

"I'll let Ma know t' expect ya," Wyatt stops his pacing and stares out the bay windows as he's ended his pacing at the door to the cockpit. "Don't know that this business has anything t' do with our host's, so I don' see no reason t' involve Eagle-Eye, but sounds like there could be ma fuhn should ya be spotted en route. I'll 'ave the Kid meet up with ya when yer ready t' make the journey t' offer some support should ya need it. Them's my terms, Miss Stephanie. Roc'll serve what hospitality she can 'til we're sure this shao jeh has a future.

"Where should Asher meet up with ya and at what time?"

(OOC: Assuming Stephanie isn't going to argue and offers up the information Wyatt is requesting...)

"Sheh sheh, Miss Stephanie. Keep safe." Ending the communication, Wyatt turns himself about and makes his way back to the ship's cargo bay.

Leaning over the rail, he gazes down on the empty cavity and calls out, "Kid! Where you at?" When Asher appears, Wyatt continues without any further preamble. "I need you t' escort Miss Stephanie tonight." He adds the information as to when and where so that the Kid has what he needs.

"Keep yer eyes peeled. This whole operation is jao gao and can go south perty quick. Dohn ma?"

(OOC: Any questions or further interaction with Asher will be played out as required...)

Roc's kitchen is the one place Ma can most likely be found on the firefly and it is there that Captain Sung first seeks her out. Ever the caring soul, Trish is exactly where he expects her to be, working at organizing their stocks and preparing that list that Dash asked for.

"Ma?" Wyatt leans against the bulkhead and catches the scarred woman's attention. "Miss Stephanie is bringing a pregnant girl aboard who's in some xiongmao niao with them high-'n-mighties 'bout these parts. Might be trouble come of harborin' the nianqing de here so I thought you might wanna be prepared."

A seriousness touches Ma's eyes and Wyatt knows without a doubt that the woman has suddenly adopted Chloe just as assuredly as he had just accepted responsibility for her on behalf of the whole crew. Pressing his lips together in approval, Sung dips his head in acknowledgement and makes his way back towards his quarters.

Time to pull up whatever information he can off the Cortex about the players Miss Stephanie had mentioned...

Posted on 2017-11-16 at 16:17:15.
Edited on 2017-11-16 at 16:45:27 by Bromern Sal

Topic: Looking for a new free form game.
Subject: Welcome!


Welcome to the Inn! You might also consider a rules-based game where the GM handles all of the rules crunching.

Posted on 2017-11-14 at 16:49:41.

Topic: Question of the Week
Subject: The way that I treat armor...


For those of you who have forgotten, I'm an old school gamer who has become disenchanted with the mainstream rules. So, I developed my own and this is the way I deal with armor.

  • In medieval settings, the greater the stopping power (or soak) that the armor provides, the bulkier it is and the more it effects the character's movement and agility. So, sure! The characters can have that full plate, but they are taking penalties on number of attacks per round, distance they can move per round, and their ability to dodge or move about athletically.

  • In modern settings, technology makes it easier to create lighter armor with effective stopping power, so I make the higher stopping power armors more expensive to offset the benefits.

  • Armor has a structure that is broken down through absorbing damage. So all armor has its own version of hit points (structural points) and every time there's penetration, the armor sustains structural point damage and loses one stopping power rank. This means that the more damaged the armor, the less it can effectively stop, and the characters are then forced to spend their hard-earned dough on repairing armor.



  • In no system that I run does armor make it more difficult to actually hit a target. That makes no sense to me and never has.

    Posted on 2017-11-14 at 16:48:53.

    Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
    Subject: Page 246


    of the QA has Sarafina's picture... and some information about him plays out around that if I remember correctly.

    Posted on 2017-11-14 at 15:59:40.

    Topic: Flesh & Blood - A CyberPunk Game
    Subject: Been nigh upon a week...


    Where are my posts?

    Posted on 2017-11-13 at 14:09:07.

    Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
    Subject: Hello?


    Where be the rest o' ya scallywags?

    Posted on 2017-11-13 at 14:07:38.

    Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
    Subject: I've posted a reply...


    Wyatt has responded. Need something from Stephanie before I can continue.

    Posted on 2017-11-13 at 14:07:08.

    Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
    Subject: Quick like a bunny...


    "Captain Sung this is Dr. Young."


    "Go ahead, Miss Stephanie," Sung rumbles into the receiver. Every time he interacts with their newest shipmates he can't help but feel a hole open up in his chest. Gorram it, but I miss Willow!


    "Captain, I have a pregnant woman here who I am going to take to the ship's Med lab and I wanted to check with you to see if you have any objections, or procedures you might have for non-crew aboard the ship?"


    "She one of Sarafina's?" He's not sure it will make a difference when all's said and done. Pregnant women bring back some heavy memories of his own lost loves and to top it off, Wyatt is pretty sure he's read or heard somewhere that not helping a pregnant woman is bad luck.

    (OOC: Will need an answer to know how to proceed...)

    Posted on 2017-11-13 at 13:55:05.
    Edited on 2017-11-14 at 16:00:08 by Bromern Sal

    Topic: Bring Me That Horizon Q&A
    Subject: I wrote something interesting?!


    I've forgotten what I wrote. Guess I should go back and read it.


    Oh yeah! THAT.

    Posted on 2017-11-09 at 19:58:30.
    Edited on 2017-11-09 at 19:59:42 by Bromern Sal

    Topic: Genesis Q&A
    Subject: This...


    Made me laugh... Thanks.

    OxO
    xxO
    xO-

    Posted on 2017-11-09 at 19:57:17.

    Topic: Genesis Q&A
    Subject: Hmmm....


    OxO
    -x-
    xO-

    Posted on 2017-11-08 at 11:11:57.

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


    Grumpy Sung time...

    Just replace the words "gangnam style" to the Gangnam Style song with Grumpy Sung and you've got it.

    Sounds good... I'm looking forward to the opportunity to post.

    Posted on 2017-11-08 at 11:11:28.

    Topic: Genesis Q&A
    Subject: I am a bit stale...


    Ox-
    -x-
    -O-

    Posted on 2017-11-07 at 14:02:09.

    Topic: Flesh & Blood - A CyberPunk Game
    Subject: Updated!


    Game is afoot!

    Posted on 2017-11-07 at 14:01:35.

     


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