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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Hoping it's not a brass band...
The last time the crew of Rocinante opened the doors to find a brass band waiting on the other side the brass band got flattened. 
Edit: If you haven't seen Alacrity's post at the bottom of the previous page, please do back up and read it. Didn't count posts and created a new page with this one... Big Al's message is important, though, so I don't want anyone to miss it. 
Posted on 2012-10-22 at 15:15:28.
Edited on 2012-10-22 at 15:23:49 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: LOL
That would test the limits of even Fu Sheng's patience, I'm sure.
"Scrape on elbow and Team Edward t-shirt? Please, miss, if you would just follow me to the airlock, we can fix what ails you with the push of a button." 
Posted on 2012-10-22 at 13:12:09.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Yeah...
...but the conjecture/not knowing for sure certainly helps build the suspense, doesn't it?
I'm all atingle!
Posted on 2012-10-22 at 12:54:06.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Did I say cozy?
I meant 'packed in like sardines'.
40 already exceeds a series 3 Firefly's official passenger capacity of 18 by more than 100%... crank it up to 100+ souls coming aboard and we're chock full o' nuts! 
Of course, "passenger capacity" as used above infers that that's the max for available sleeping areas, life support/air scrubbers not becoming overwhelmed, etc... short term, I'm sure that there's space for us to 'spread them out' a bit but.... wow.... just... WOW!!!
Posted on 2012-10-22 at 12:41:27.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Yup...
...40 panicky somebodies plus the existing crew and passenger compliment of Rocinante will definitely make for some cozy conditions, to say the least.
As Vanadia said, with that many bound up bungers coming aboard, traffic control is critical so, it's my thought that Fu Sheng will stay very near the "entry point" for the evacuees and perform triage - direct those with minor bumps and bruises to an "out of the way" location and help move those in worse shape and in need of more immediate attention to Willow - once we have them all aboard (or before if necessary), the little monk will switch to a more 'active role' in administering first aid or whatever to help Willow.
Posted on 2012-10-22 at 11:21:29.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: And, you know...
...I'm always up for some collaby goodness, Celeste. Just a shout away and all that.
Posted on 2012-10-21 at 22:59:56.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Cassius Incident Recruitment
Subject: Hehehe....
...you'll likely be seeing quite a bit of Mac (or, at least, requesting he make appointments, anyway). Discovery's counselors have always seemed to have an interest in the CTO's anger issues... and Medical is always trying to get him on blood pressure meds.
Posted on 2012-10-21 at 14:34:04.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Cassius Incident Recruitment
Subject: Reporting to Eol's character...
...could be hazardous to the back of one's head.
No worries, Ody. If you (or anyone else for that matter) need some help or guidance or whatever, just give me a shout. I am here to help, after all.
Posted on 2012-10-21 at 14:25:59.
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Topic: Oh dear, look who's on
Subject: Welllllllll....
Welcome back, Princess! 
*facelick*
Posted on 2012-10-21 at 14:22:10.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Wow!
Miss a day checking the Inn and the posts go like gangbusters!
Good stuff all around, gang! May have some responses and what not up later today (or maybe tomorrow depending on how things go around the house, today). A couple of notes in advance of that:
Vanadia - I'm sure that Sifu Cheung would have happily accepted/approved Willow's request to join him in his devotions.
Loki - No worries about "paying little attention" to Fu Sheng in John's posts. The tech-guy's got a bit more on his mind than the "probably only going to be here for a short time, anyway" passenger. Thanks for the kind words regarding the character, though.
Had something else but it seems to have slipped my mind... :/
Posted on 2012-10-21 at 14:21:08.
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Topic: Howdy again all!
Subject: DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNK!!!!!
Nuff said.
Posted on 2012-10-17 at 20:15:53.
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Topic: Star Trek: The Cassius Incident Recruitment
Subject: Well?
Wha' en th' bloody hell're ye waitin' fer, haggis?
Get yer monkey-arse innat queue, sign yer fargin' name onna line, requisition yer unis, an' get tae yer blinkin' post afore ye get me angry!
Posted on 2012-10-17 at 20:13:35.
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Topic: Prometheans: Genesis - Q&A
Subject: Whew! I hope so.
Digging the document out, now, actually.
So sorry.
Posted on 2012-10-17 at 20:09:11.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Agreed...
I've been enjoying Jessy's pleasure cruise, myself, and getting an 'inside perspective' from the girl as the Star implodes... welll... that's just fun!
Also, whilst I'm here... I just noticed that I didn't translate any of the Chinese from my latest post, so...
Shao Jeh = Miss
Shian Shen = Mister
Gong Di = 'respected younger brother'
Ayi = Auntie
Posted on 2012-10-17 at 12:24:38.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Lack of pregnant wife?
Check!
No whacky little kids that're gonna taunt the walkers?
Check!
Best friend hasn't slept with my wife and gone all postal?
Well... the first part happened before all this and I kinda hope he's got munched as opposed to gone postal but... Check!
I'm ready!
Posted on 2012-10-17 at 12:08:07.
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Topic: Prometheans: Genesis - Q&A
Subject: Coming at you...
...later this evening, gang!
Posted on 2012-10-16 at 20:15:12.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Posted....
...changed a little from what I originally had since Brom posted so quickly for Wyatt and the Captain's instructions kind of made what I originally had in mind 'pointless' where the exploding cruise ship is concerned.
The rest of the post is more of my standard fluffy stuff meant to kind of fit Fu Sheng into the ebb and flow of life aboard this beloved firefly.
Posted on 2012-10-16 at 20:12:58.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: And, action! Or wait! Or whatever!
Rocinante - Eisley Moss Spaceport, Beaumonde – Return Trip: Day One
Fu Sheng arrived at Rocinante’s slip along with the farmer’s, their families, and hands early in the morning and, setting the pack that contained his few meager possessions out of the way, helped with the loading and stowage of their shipment before availing himself to Willow and allowing the lovely woman to show him to a small passenger’s berth, aft of the infirmary, that had been made ready for him with clean linens and a woolen blanket draped over the bunk. She was gracious and accommodating, of course, and even went as far as offering up something of an unnecessary apology for the compartment’s size.
“This is more than enough room for me, Takahara Shao Jeh,” he smiled at the woman, waving away the apology as he set his pack on the bunk and leaned his monk’s spade in one corner, “Sheh sheh.” He left his things in the small room, then, and followed Rocinante’s doctor/spokesperson on a short tour through the rest of the ship meant to familiarize him with the common areas and introduce him to those crewmembers the monk hadn’t had the opportunity to meet at the Double D the night prior…
Apollo Shian Shen was the ship’s mechanic. The others often called him Wolf and the moniker fit. Outwardly, he was a large, brusque sort of fellow. Very physically imposing, with a physique obviously forged in the fires of adversity as opposed to the pursuit of the perceived ideal and an often stern visage that looked as if a true smile had scarcely ever touched it… Fu Sheng knew this look well, remembered it from a reflection, long ago. Behind this, though, the little monk sensed a coarse nobility and a love for this ship and her crew that would, in time, make a smile and the mechanic’s lips more than passingly familiar.
Ryan Shian Shen seemed to be Wolf’s counterpart; sharp on the technical side where Wolf was keener with the mechanical; smooth and polished where the big mechanic was coarse and gritty; complementary to Apollo Shian Shen in duty and demeanor, it seemed. Unlike most of the others (save for, perhaps, Willow) there was a definite air of the Core Worlds that lingered about the man and, like many of the rest, Fu Sheng sensed that this one, too, was afflicted with a private demon that he liked to keep caged and hidden from the rest of the world.
Talhone Gong Di (“Aw, jus’ call me Asher”); the epitome of youthful exuberance among Rocinante’s se duhng from all that Fu Sheng could fathom. Where Wyatt was captain, Wolf and John tended the tech and mechanicals, Tess piloted the boat, and Willow served as Doctor and spokeswoman, this young man didn’t seem to have a specific job aboard ship aside from generally assisting everyone. The little monk knew better than to assume that Asher was simply a hired hand, though. The affable Kid hadn’t been in attendance at the Double D, last night, but Fu Sheng did recall catching a glimpse of him on the roof of an establishment across the way, eyes sharp on the streets below and rifle at the ready. Willow had introduced him as ‘public relations’ which, Fu Sheng knew, was a more socially acceptable term for the guy who’d wrap up negotiations with a well placed bullet or two if need be.
Trish Ayí was the oldest (and most elusive) of the good people that called Rocinante home. A den mother, of sorts. Her outward scars (which she tended to hide in the shadows of her hood) could almost have been seen as a physical representation of those inner scars that others bore… if Fu Sheng had bothered to see the woman’s scars, at all, that is… Scars, physical and spiritual, were nothing new to him. He bore his own share of both and had learned that, in the end, nothing more than blemishes left behind by trials endured and obstacles overcome, milestones on a journey through life, and, as ugly as they might be, did very little to diminish the true beauty of the individual marked by them. Scars or not, Trish was a beautiful spirit and that was what the little monk saw when he looked at her.
…By the end of the tour and introductions, Cheung Fu Sheng found himself more than assured that the Guild had hired the right crew for this venture. Differences and demons aside, Wyatt Sung and his people were more family than crew, there was no mistaking that, and that, in itself, was enough for the monk to feel comfortable among them. It would be a good journey, he was sure of it.
Day Three
Given his sense of ease with Rocinante’s crew, Fu Sheng had found it quite easy to slip into a ‘normal routine’ aboard ship. He rose early every morning, addressed his prayers and meditations, then made his way to the cargo bay to practice for an hour or so. It wasn’t unusual for the entirety of the crew to be up and about by the time his exercises were finished and so the taolu were often followed up by a trip to the common area where Trish Ayi could be found preparing breakfast. He always offered his assistance, of course, be it setting the table, chopping vegetables, or stirring the congee before joining the Rocinante family at the table and delighting in the morning banter. Following breakfast and helping with the cleanup, the small monk found plenty to occupy his time, whether it was helping others with their ‘chores,’ playing mahjong with Tess (or engaging in favorite pastimes with other members of the crew), finding a few moments alone in which to finally begin reading the book he had brought with him, or, simply more meditations, prayers, and practice. Of all these times, Fu Sheng had come to enjoy meal times most of all. It gave him the opportunity to see the crew 'at ease' for the most part and it always made him smile to see the 'family' emerge from the 'crew' in those conversations across the table.
The only notable interruption to this routine came on the third day when Rocinante was boarded and searched by an Alliance team. He had gone to the cargo bay when they arrived and stood silently by the pallets of food-stuffs, expecting, at first, that the Feds would certainly want to inspect the cargo. He wasn’t surprised when they didn’t, though… From the instant they boarded it was obvious that cargo inspection wasn’t high on their list of priorities. There wasn’t the slightest hint of concern from the lot as to whether or not there was any contraband hidden amongst the freight. They were looking for someone not something.
Despite having never heard the names Simon and River Tam before, Fu Sheng couldn’t help but be concerned for them following that visit from the Alliance. Whoever the Tam’s were and whatever they may have done, Fu Sheng sensed that should the Alliance manage to find and apprehend them, the ‘Verse would likely be the darker for it.
Day Seven
Following the visit from the Alliance, it was back to the day-in-day-out routine and, as Rocinante neared the halfway point of the trip, it seemed highly likely to stay that way. There had been no more boarding actions from the Alliance (or anyone else) and scarcely so much as another ship that passed within viewing distance for the next three days. So it was that, on the morning of the seventh day, Fu Sheng found himself in the common area, sipping at a cup of tea and watching Asher play a shoot ‘em up game on the Cortex as Trish put the final touches on this morning’s breakfast. The monk didn’t necessarily approve of the violent themes in the game but he did enjoy watching Asher play – much as he had enjoyed watching the children at Moriah Gulch play – and even found himself offering encouragement and congratulations as the young man immersed himself in the virtual action. He was just beginning to let himself get as immersed in Asher’s game as the Kid himself when, suddenly, the display winked out and was almost instantly replaced with little more than white noise and static.
Asher cursed at having been interrupted in the middle of his game.
Fu Sheng blinked and looked from the young man, to Trish, then to the corridor that led forward from the common area to the bridge… There was a sudden sense of confusion (but not panic) from all over the ship that was confirmed and punctuated by Trish’s shrug when Fu Sheng looked questioningly in her direction. This wasn’t a common occurrence, it seemed, but no one seemed overly worried or concerned… at least, not until the shipwide comm. speakers hummed to life and crackled out a distress call…
"This is the Star of Sihnon Cruise Liner. We are badly damaged by internal explosion. Starboard escape pods are lost. There are not enough for all passengers. We need help! In the name of Buddha, God and the 'verse please can someone hear me!!!!"
The little monk’s smile faded and a sense of foreboding washed over him. He indulged in another sip of his tea as his bare feet carried him across the room. He set the cup down in the sink and was about to excuse himself when the distress call was replaced by the clearer tone of the Captain’s voice; "This'll be your captain speakin'. It looks like we might be havin' a few guests fer supper t'night, so let's make preparations accordingly."
An honorable man. Fu Sheng’s smile brightened a bit as the Captain confirmed that he’d be offering up Rocinante’s assistance to the distressed cruise liner. He offered a quick bow to Trish; “Excuse me, Auntie,” then turned to catch sight of Asher already disappearing through the door and followed quickly after. He wasn’t entirely sure what Captain Sung might expect of him in this situation but it hardly mattered to the little monk, right now. He would be able to help, somehow, he was sure. He made a quick trip to his own cabin and retrieved a small bundle that contained his acupuncture needles and some liniments and medicines which might come in handy, draped a string of prayer beads over one wrist, and then found his way to the infirmary where Willow was also in the midst of her own preparations.
“Takahara Shao Jeh,” he said, “Should we bring on any injured, I have some small knowledge of healing if I might be of any use to you…”
((OOC: And, pause… My thoughts here are that Fu Sheng will initially offer his assistance in tending to any wounded, of course, unless Wyatt is planning some sort of craziness like actually boarding the exploding cruise liner to help passengers off, in which case, if asked, he’ll certainly be more than willing to go with the boarding party… Point me where you can use me best…))
Posted on 2012-10-16 at 19:57:02.
Edited on 2012-10-17 at 01:46:08 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Poor Asher!
He's got such a rough life! 
Nice post, Ody!
Posted on 2012-10-16 at 15:17:42.
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Topic: New Season of Walking Dead!
Subject: Okay...
...watched S3 E1 this morning on AMC.com. Might I say SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
No spoilers until everyone else is ready, of course, but I'll leave with this for now.... I would really like to know what happened over the winter.
Posted on 2012-10-16 at 13:20:30.
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Topic: New Season of Walking Dead!
Subject: Swweeeeet!
Have him get me a shirt... Or a walker... Or Maggie!!! 
Posted on 2012-10-15 at 19:51:10.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Funny...
... Around here, most people usually blame Rob.
Posted on 2012-10-15 at 19:49:40.
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Topic: New Season of Walking Dead!
Subject: Frzlnrfingxxxx!!!!
Unfortunately, I did away with cable/dish/direct tv several months ago (couldn't justify all that $$$ for 300 home shopping networks, 14 different ESPNs, and all that other crap just to keep my AMC...) soooo, yes, I missed the season 3 premiere. 
On the plus side, iTunes offers a 'season pass' for 'The Walking Dead,' soooo, come payday, I'll get to catch up and keep on track thereafter.
Glad to hear that the season opener didn't disappoint, though.
Posted on 2012-10-15 at 15:48:36.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Shiny!
Thanks!
Figured Fu Sheng would likely have something to say about the collapsing cruise-liner but didn't want to have him interject if he hadn't heard the transmission... I don't figure Roc's passenger makes it to the bridge much unless he's been 'officially' invited.
Posted on 2012-10-15 at 12:34:10.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Quick question....
...were those folks in the common area able to hear the transmission from the Star of Sihnon or were only the crew on the bridge privy to that info?
Posted on 2012-10-15 at 12:21:16.
Edited on 2012-10-15 at 12:28:44 by Eol Fefalas
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