GM_MG's Dead Suns (Inactive)

Game Master GM_MG

Rags, realizing reality isn't like the holo-vids he watched as a kid, takes a quick swipe at green before backing towards the door. Charging in seemed like a good idea at the time, but maybe the effects of that drug were more powerful than he thought.

Longsword vs green flat-footed KAC: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Yeah! What B-bop said. Rags says feebly, as even his quick wit fails him.

Moving back towards the doorway, L squeezes off a shot at Red.

Attack vs Eac: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Electric damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Bepo is going to take 2 swings at Green as a full round.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Damage 1: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16
Damage 2: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Jax moves up and uses Get'em on green.

Not sure if Blue would still be standing at this point, so Tiktik and Elliot target priority would be Blue then Green. So I won't include any Get Em or Coordinated Shot bonuses in my rolls (which would only apply to Green).

overcharged Tiktik: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 201d8 + 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + (5) + 5 = 15
Elliot braced full 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Elliot braced full 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 251d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

B-Bop
Talek
Jax
Ragabash (-30 SP, -2 HP)
Bepo (-18 SP)
Overclock
Elliot (-8)
L
Red (-7)
Green (Get 'Em, -31)

Talek hits blue which amazingly is still standing. Rags and L miss. Bepo gets one strong hit in on Green.

Tiktik's shot destroys blue finally, leaving it a heap of sparking spare parts.

Elliot's second shot hits Green, doing further damage to it.

Red full attacks Ragabash.

Attack, vs. KAC: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 10 - 4 = 9
Attack, vs. KAC: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 10 - 4 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Green attacks Bepo.
Attack, vs. KAC: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24
Damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Up next, Starfinders!

Seeing Rags taking some savage hits, B-Bop drops his pistol and moves smoothly around the edge of the room to position for a flank. He draws his combat knife along the way.

No way, bot-baby, where's MY robo-love?!

Move action to skirt around the room, if the robots havr reach then they will get AoO

combat knife vs red kac + flank: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 2 = 16

slash damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Move action Get em on Red.
Standard action Inspiring Boost on Rags for 13SP

Telepathically to Rags <Worry not young Steward, these annoyances will soon fall>

Bepo is going to take another 2 swings at Green.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Damage 1: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
Damage 2: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Jax gives Bepo an inspiring boost for 14 and moves out of Rags way.

"Hang in there poster boy!" Jax yells at Bepo.

And to Rags, "Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle Wolfy. I'd get out of there if I were you... door is right behind you incase you didnt see it." Jax snickers as he steps out of the way.

Is Jax always this racist? Rags asks, as he swipes at Red with his longsword.

Longsword vs Red Flat-footed KAC: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Thanks for running interference B-bop. Rags takes advantage of his enemy being flanked to step out of harms way, backing out the door and around the corner.

Free action drop sword, draw static arc pistol while moving.

Yeah, ya maybe just remember dat when I got some parkin' tickets dat need takin' care of!

Jax rolls his eyes at Rags' comment. "Racist? Why I was giving you a compliment. If you want me to be honest, you currently look like a pile of torn bloody 'rags'." Jax says with a sadistic smirk.

Yes, racist. You refer to me, and several of your companions, as various mindless beasts despite knowing full well who and what we are. You base these jabs on our physical appearance. Either you are racist, or a fool. Which is it?

"Apparently I'm a thorn cuz I appear to be stuck in your backside. It's just my way Lupo. Now let's put this squabble on hold and finish of these scrap heaps so we can get you back home to your... donuts and comfy desk." Jax corrected himself last second from saying any further condescending comments, not wanting to continue needless arguing.

Tiktik let's out a sigh of relief as the first bot dropped, then he and his drone focused on bringing down the next one.

Usual routine of overcharged shot for Tiktik and full attack for Elliot. Primary target is Green, but will obviously switch to Red if Green goes down. So again I'll leave out any cover/Get Em/Coordinated Shot modifiers.

Tiktik: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 121d8 + 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (6) + (6) + 5 = 17
Elliot 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Elliot 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

"C'mon, guys. Let's all play nice. We're Starfinders! We Cooperate!" he said with an exaggerated smile, not unlike a child trying to stop his parents from fighting.

Talek steps a bit closer and fires on green
laser rifle: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 271d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

B-Bop (-13 SP)
Talek
Jax
Ragabash (-17 SP, -2 HP)
Bepo (-18 SP)
Overclock
Elliot (-8)
L
Red (-7)
Green (Get 'Em, -46)

B-Bop and Talek gain the only hits this round, badly damaging green.

The robots continue their attack. Red takes a guarded step into flank on B-Bop with Green and attacks

Attack, vs. KAC and Flat Footed: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
Damage on hit: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Red full attacks on B-Bop.

Attack, vs. KAC and Flat Footed: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 10 - 4 = 15
Damage on hit: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Attack, vs. KAC and Flat Footed: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 10 - 4 = 15
Damage on hit: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Both of Green's attacks miss the wily half-orc.

Starfinders are up!

Talek presses the attack on green
laser rifle: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 10 - 4 = 91d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
laser rifle: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 10 - 4 = 101d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

B-Bop does not take the strikes against him well as he dodges and weaves while making his retaliatory strike.

RRAAAAHHHHGGG! ORC RAGE! TAKING OVER! DID NOT CONSENT TO BE GREASY MEAT IN MIDDLE OF SANDWICH! GGGRRRAAARRR!

Full round action for trick attack against red, will opt to make it flat footed if successful.

stealth check for trick attack: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (15) + 17 = 32

combat knife vs red kac: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

slashing damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

trick damage: 3d8 ⇒ (1, 5, 8) = 14

Rags opens fire on Green.
Static Arc Pistol vs Green EAC: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 - 4 = 9
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Battery 18/20

Seeing his buddy B-Bop in danger Bepo takes 2 swings trying to help him out.

Going to attack Green first then Red, if Green is destroyed.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Damage 1: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19
Damage 2: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Spotting the opening, L blasts twice at green.

”Time to power down little robots.”

Full attack, with get em and coordinated shot on green

Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 14
Elec damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 22
Elec damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

"Man, they really beefed up these PatrolBot 3000s. They can really take a beating!" Tiktik said as he and his drone continued to blast away.

same actions and target priorities as last round

Tiktik: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 151d8 + 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + (2) + 5 = 10
Elliot 1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 211d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Elliot 2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 121d8 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Jax runs into the room eager for action. "That's it guys! Let's bring these tinker toys down!"

throwing Get'em on red

"You call that raging?! Come on B-bop! Show me those teeth and tear into those bucket o' bolts! Show me the ORC in ya!"

inspiring boost to B-bop for 14

B-Bop
Talek
Jax
Ragabash (-30 SP, -2 HP)
Bepo (-18 SP)
Overclock
Elliot (-8)
L
Red (-15)

Bepo and L bring down green, and Elliot gets a shot off on red.

The remaining droid takes a guarded step back and activates its jolting arc, sending wild arcs of electrical damage out at Bepo, B-Bop, and Rags.

DC 14 Reflex save for half.

Electrical damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Starfinders are up!

”Oh, this is a shocking turn of events”

Inspiring boost on Bepo, restore 13 SP. Then moving into the room

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Thanks L, I'm all good now. Let's end this now, these things are rather annoying.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Damage 1: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Damage 2: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

Crit Damage: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Rags fires at red.

Static Arc Pistol vs Red EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Electrical: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Battery 16/20

Talek moves in and fires at the remaining foe
laser rifle: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 271d8 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Tiktik chuckled lightly, then turned to look at his friend swimming around in his hydrobody, and the chuckle slowly crescendoed to an uncontrollable giggle loop. He struggled to maintain his aim as his body shook from laughter.

tiktik: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 191d8 + 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + (4) + 5 = 10

Elliot 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 201d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Elliot 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 181d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

reflex: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

B-Bop moves up to the robot, brandishing his combat knife.

Rrraaeeeegggg! Gonna open dat metal can'a Spam!

Full action for trick attack, make target flat footed if successful

stealth check for trick: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34

combat knife vs red kac: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

slash damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

trick damage: 3d8 ⇒ (5, 6, 2) = 13

Under an intense barrage of gunfire and wild knife stabs, the last robot is destroyed!

Out of combat.

B-Bop shakes his head and grunts as he wipes hos nose on his leather jacket sleeve and retrieves his dropped pistol and replaces a fresh battery within.

Did someone say something 'bout some Spam a little while ago? Think I need'a sandwich. Da greasier, da better.

Ragabash are you ok? I know you got a little beat up by these damn robots.

"I dont know what to tell ya B-bop, only greasy piece of meat I saw was the slice of ham before me stuck between two slices of iron enriched bread." Jax says as he walks up to B-bop.

"Judging by the smell of that ham I'm not sure I'd eat it though!" Jax laughs as he gives B-bop a good slug to his arm.

Jax proceeds to upholster his firearm and pops a couple shots into one of the fallen bots. "Just had to make sure. Besides, feels like I haven't fired this thing off in weeks! I was starting to get anxious!" Jax says with another laugh.

Still giggling Tiktik dove into the scored remains of the bots, checking for anything worth salvaging as well as attempting to access their programming to see if anything can be learned.

perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
computers: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

Rags stalks over to Jax.

Jax! Now that the fight is over, let me make something clear. I'm not a wolf. I am a Vlaka. I am not a mindless beast. Do not refer to me as a mindless beast or any other stereotypes you base on my physical appearance. I am sentient and am capable of complex thought. Thoughts complex enough to realize that if you are the only one laughing at your 'jokes' which are at the expense of others, that doesn't make you funny. It makes you a dick.

He then turns to Bepo.

Thanks for your concern Bepo. I could use a rest after all that.

"I guess they dont teach you how to take a joke in the force. That or they just hire the spineless ones who follow orders without complaint." Jax shrugs as he states back, not directly at Rags.

Rags spins back around and gets right in Jax's face.

Clearly you're too obtuse to see the truth. Your jokes aren't funny. They are needlessly cruel and you are the only one that laughs. You're so busy laughing at your own jokes to see how not funny they are. You aren't a comedian. You're just a jerk. Nobody else wants to tell you, but I dont know you enough to care about sparing your feelings. As for spineless, at least I have the spine to to talk to you to your face, instead of turning my back like a coward.

B-Bop sighs and sits on the edge of the bed while he pulls out his comm device, the telltale boop and blip sounds obvious from the "Doot Doot Magic Flute" game fills the room.

So I guess dere ain't gonna be no sandwiches...

Looking at Ragabash and Jax, A rest would be good. Can you guys knock off the damn arguing! All the squabbling and garbage is making my damn head hurt. You can see Bepo kinda growl as he talks as he gets more mad.

Bepo goes over to the bed, takes a seat and uses Token Spell to clean off his fur to bring it back to its Bright White look.

Jax looks to Bepo, "Just give me a minute Bepo. I have one final thing to say to Mr. Lupo here."

Turning his attention back to Lupo, "You know what Lupo, you're right. You're so right. I am a jerk and a big one at that. But you know what, I have a right to be like this. It's who I am. You may think I'm doing this out of spite or because I just dont care but to be honest, I do care. I care an awful freaking lot. I've lived a life of poverty, betrayal and pain and you dont just go through that life laughing. You learn to look out for yourself and only yourself. I'm also a terrible person, or at least used to be. I've done things I'm not proud of to survive and see another day."

Jax pauses...

"But then I was lucky enough to find a crew that respected me and saw me for who I was and what I could bring to the table. And even years after that I was even luckier to get stuck with this lot. My new crew if which I care an awful lot about. That's why I make jokes, that's why I laugh when no one else does. Its because I care about them. And I care to not be my old self. They bring out the best in me. And you know what?! So. Do. You. We've only just met you and you're already throwing yourself in with our lot and you've taken such crazy hits for them. So you may not see it, but I respect you."

Another short pause...

"But there is one thing I dont respect and that's indirectly calling my friends cowards. No one and I mean no one gets to call them that, especially when the little one (tiktik) is usually the first one to run head first into combat." Jax let's out a laugh.

"So for now at least, can we have a parley? Lepo?"

Jax offers his hand to Lupo.

It wasn't the rest of this crew I was calling a coward. If you are going to make snide comments about my chosen profession, say it to my face. Take a look around you, I bet everyone here has a sob story for a childhood. But the rest of us aren't pushing everyone away. Did you ever think the reason you didn't have friends is because nobody wanted to be insulted constantly? I know people are inherently good, they just make poor choices. You've got it in you."

Rags accepts Jax's hand.

B-Bop leans over towards Bepo sitting next to him on the bed.

Hey, what's "obtuse" mean?

”Well then, if you lot are done shouting, and alerting anyone that managed to not hear the fighting, I suppose we could try to take a short breather, but let’s keep our eyes and ears... and noses... open.”. He winces as he says eyes and flicks a glance at Rags, but moves past the word quickly.

Moving by the door and keeping both pistols ready.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Telepathically to B-bop <It’s a word that is much like my aim I’m afraid>

B-Bop looks up and over at Ellison. He nods, seemingly understanding before responding out loud.

Oh, okay. I was thinkin' he was callin' him fat.

"Well Lupo, I did have "some" friends. Though, I'm the nice one in comparison. If you can believe that. Everyone else was either too busy trying to rob or stab me to be my friend... or I them."

Jax chuckles.

"Maybe you'll get to hear some of my past life tales, over a brew or two."

Jax looks down as Lupo shakes his hand.

"Now that we're being upfront with each other, I gotta be honest. How did you see my hand when I offered it to you? Let alone know it was my hand?" Jax said followed by an immature laugh.

Talek shakes his head at the aftermath of the combat before changing batteries on his rifle, pulling his scanner out and moving to the next room. perception: 1d20 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 4 = 31