GM_MG's Dead Suns (Inactive)

Game Master GM_MG

The locker contains two batteries, two high-capacity batteries, two super-capacity batteries, one ultra-capacity battery, 90 small arm rounds, 100 longarm and sniper rounds, 60 heavy rounds, and 25 scattergun shells.

Tiktik's eyes go wide with delight at the sight of the limited edition Drakes of Haro Big Legs vehicle.

"Guys! Guys! Guys!" he repeats over and over, tugging on sleeves, pointing emphatically, and making all sorts of squealing noises, as he has a full on meltdown of joy.

He climbs aboard and powers it on, completely forgetting about the computer terminal for several minutes.

Eventually he is reminded of more pressing concerns, "imminent doom, blah, blah, blah," and he returns to work. He spits out his collection of keys and inserts them one by one. On noticing the biometric scanner he returns to the officer's body. He gives the corpse a feeble tug, then turns to Bepo cleaning his longsword beside him, and stretches the corpse's wrist across the blade severing the hand cleanly. Very pleased with himself, the mechanic skips back to the panel (while humming the theme song to Drakes of Haro) and unceremoniously plops it on the scanner.

computers with 4 keys, spanky's hand, and aid: 1d20 + 24 + 16 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 24 + 16 + 4 + 4 = 50

LOL. with that die roll I think he got some viscera in the scanner

That would technically fail, but it looks like you didn't include the +2 bonus from the sensor room, so I'm going to give it to you, although its technically a DC 53.

Turning on the robot, it hums a chiptune approximation of the shows theme song.

"HELLO. I'M PAILEY, THE WALKING LUNCHPAIL (AN ABADarcoRP™ PRODuct!) I ContaIN A NUMBer OF NUTRienT PASTES and FOOD-LIKE SUBSTANCES! WHat WOULD YOU like TO EAT toDAY?"

As Tiktik returns to the console, he manages to hack in, apparently gaining access to the ship' security systems, as well as the security chiefs private folder.

B-Bop will spend 1 RP for a 10 minute break

Oh damn, I ain't seen dis episode!

B-Bop sits down in front of the robot's screen and begins singing along with the show's theme song, somewhat mostly matching the actual lyrics while he reloads his gun.

Dey just some good ol' wyrms,
Dey don't mean ya real harm,
Not 'less ya get it dere face
while dey eatin' some chicken parm.

Flappin' dere wings,
Racin' 'round in a big orange truck,
Dat's just a lil' bit more den dey like ta...

Oh, I forgot some'tin!

He approaches the mended Tiktik and reaches for the front of the jacket he wrapped around him.

Watch out now, gotta get dis pin off da jacket here.

He retrieves a shiny pinned badge from the jacket in the shape of The Sunrise Maiden, an item he had made on the previous trip to Asbsalom Station. He offers it to Jax.

Hey, Fuzzy, so long as ya take good care'a dis, I'll let ya borrow it. When yer all growlin' in a fight, it's gots magic dat makes dem more scared.

Did someone go an' say some'tin 'bout snacks?

"ThaT'S RIGHT. I AM filled WITH nutrIENT PASTES and FOOD-LIKE SUBSTances. Can I INTerEST YOU in A oatMEAL CREME pie OR PERhaps A HAM sandWICH?"

"Star-oids, please! With hyper-dense syrup if you've got it!" he says as he spits out the entire contents of his cheek-pouches, lies on the ground underneath Pailey's dispense port, and opens his mouth wide.

B-Bop scowls slightly at the AbadarCorp logo on the robot.

Yuck, bet it ain't got nuthin' but dat Abberdar Corp licensed junk in it. I'd never put dat crap in dis body.

The machine makes several whirring and clunking noises before dispensing Tiktiks request.

"I CAN prePARE OVER four-THOUSAND FOODS"

"What!? You take that back! AbadarCorp is purveyor of such fine food-like substances as Sugar Slugs, Besmaran Whelp Egg Patte, and Deep-fried Stirgebits. And I'll have you know that they have the lowest incidence of food-borne egg implantations in the industry. Asterisk."

Aw, that takes me back, now I want to run Feast of Ravenmoor again.

B-Bop scoffs at Tiktik's argument.

Yeah right. A pack'a Ab Corp M an' M's taste like plastic bits compared ta real Bretheda Stellarwerx brand M an' M's. An' dere ain't a single nanospeck'a Sriracha in dere Sriracha ice cream sandwiches! Dey just use Triaxian tungsten algae 'cuz it's cheaper!

While maintaining a steady flow of rebuttal to bicker with B-Bop over the pros and cons of junk food, Tiktik delves into the computer system's files. First, he satisfies his curiosity by looking over the personal files for the security chief.

Afterwards he moves on to the security files, setting up dummy loops of the camera feeds on the network, while feeding the livestream to his datapad. He plots the safest and fastest course to the bridge, while also checking for any sabotage capabilities he has from here.

L just hangs back watching the hallways while everyone gets their rests, reloads, and then plays around with the talking food box.

only down a little bit on the SP, gonna risk not resting just yet.

Rags, having managed to avoid taking any hits, joins L in guard duty.

Talek snags one of the high capacity batteries and casts a quick spell to top off his Kish battery. Also spending an RP to heal up.

The security chiefs notes are well-guarded on her terminal, which makes sense, as they likely would have gotten her killed had anyone in corpse fleet leadership saw them.

The logs on her computer make clear that she spotted you on the security cameras several times, but chose not to report this, as part of something she calls Project Tombstone.

Project Tombstone appears to be some sort of mutiny she was working on, against the commanders of the ship. There are extensive notes here on how a relatively minor threat to the Empire of Bones could be used to eliminate, or at least embarass, "inappropriate members of the command staff". Most of her ire seems to have been aimed at Admiral Serevox, the necrovite commanding officer of both the ship and this element of the Corpse Fleet.

She introduced two computer viruses to the Empire of Bones. The first is Wraith 2.0, which prevents the systems security cameras or security robots from registering any creature registered in the viruses memory. This was done to help her escape, should she ever need to.

The second is TombRobber. This program is capable of creating false security alerts anywhere on theship, and can include in these alerts false security footage of anything in Wraith 2.0’s memory.

The fastest and safest way to reach the bridge is via grav train. There is a grav train station fairly near the hangar section you are currently occupying.

"Whoa! This is awesome!" Tiktik exclaims as he combs through the logs. "She gave us the perfect tools to get to the bridge without having to fight every last security guard on the ship. She set up a pair of computer viruses that make the security cameras ignore people registered to the virus memory. So we just gotta get ourselves registered and--BOOM!--we are invisible to the cameras! Besides that her other virus lets us create fake security alerts where ever we want to distract security forces away from us. So when we do eventually get spotted, I'll just make a few keystrokes and reinforcements will be redirected to the completely wrong end of the ship. So if everybody is geared up and patched up, let's hop on the grav train!"

Tiktik sets about registering himself and the rest of the group's images into the virus.

computers: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (11) + 24 = 35 not sure if the bonuses from the keys, etc. still apply or are necessary

They do not, but...

Tiktik manages to log the group into the system. Activating TombRobber can be done remotely, from any commlink, but requires the use of a single emergency security key. Each use of TombRobber destroys a one of your keys. You currently have four.

Making sure he doesn't actually get out ahead of Bepo, Tiktik directs everyone to the nearby grav train station.

Just posting a little bit of retcon in relation to the item B-bop gave Jax.

"Aww, you shouldn't have B." Jax affixes the medallion to his attire. "Huh, doesn't look that bad at all. In fact, I do feel more intimidating." Jax poses with his fist at his hips, shoulders back and chest pronounced.

a little more retcon with the food droid and B-bop

Jax asks the food dispensing droid for some Sky-Viper Jerky, then attends to B-bop's disgust of the machine, reaching for a strong bottle of hooch from his pockets. "Here ya go B-bop. Give this a swig with whatever you want from this machine. It'll give ya the kick you're looking for, as well as burn away any harmful bacteria there may be... as well as maybe some of your taste buds." Jax winks as he hands the bottle over.

Did someone say somet'in 'bout a gravy train?

Mmmmm, gravy.

With access to the security chief's computers, it's a simple matter to unlock the doors leading out of the Hangar section.

The nearest grav station is only a few hundred feet from hangar country. There are security cameras everywhere, but it seems that Malakar's Wraith program is working well, as your presence doesn't seem to be noted.

Whether its due to the battle raging outside, or something else, the grav-station is empty as you arrive. Every noise echoes painfully loudly across the cavernous station.

A single Grav-Train is on the tracks here, held in place by eight mooring clamps. One on each side of the four cars.

"Well done Tiktik. You can be honorary conductor." Rags comments as he proceeds forward.

Tiktik's eyes light up, "Really!?!" he squeaks with excitement. He 'chugga-chuggas' the entire walk to the station.

As the group entires the large room, he looks around in wonder. "Man, this really gives ya persepective on how big this ship is. This is bigger than some of the train stations on Absalom! It's weird that there's nobody here. Let's see if the security feeds show anybody lurking about. Elliot, you take a look yourself."

Tiktik brings up the security feed he tapped into on his datapad, while he sends his drone up as high as the ceiling allows, to try for a bird's eye view.

Tik perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (10) + 16 = 26

Ell perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21

Cool map! If neither spots an immediate threat, he will head towards that building, hoping to find the controls to disengage the mooring clamps.

Talke moves up to cover Tiktik and render aid when something inevitably tries to eat his face and/or impregnate him. anything interesting in there?

The building has no occupants. Removing the locks mooring the gravtrain in place is a fairly simple matter (no real chance of failure on the computer use check.)

The gravtrain awaits.

Gun in hand, B-Bop steps inside the inter-ship transport.

Should'a guessed we'd all end up ridin' da bone train together.

He glances at his elite semi auto pistol adorned with magical weapon infusions.

Good thing I went an' brought protection.

The grav-train moves down the tracks with an almost imperceptible hum. The track runs through dozens of levels, and through a dizzying array of environments, through this ship the size of a city.

The command section is protected by a pair of secure double-doors. Engineering to open.

B-Bop pulls out a small copper coin from his pocket.

Here, jam dat real good in da fuse socket, dat'll give it a nice zap ta loosen da proton jolt flow mixer circuit fer a second. It don't hurt too much if yer quick enough.

Auto aid on engineering.

Tiktik shrugs and takes the advice.

engineering with aid: 1d20 + 26 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 26 + 2 = 38

A sharp zap and puff of smoke emits from the door, which opens with shuddery motion.

This large room has double doors centered in the fore and aft walls. Two large computer consoles flank the fore door. Ten-foot-wide raised platforms with metal railings run along the port and starboard walls, each with an exit out of the room.1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Four large display cases made of a clean material stand evenly spaced in the center of the room. Each case contains a different item under a harsh white spotlight: a red-and-gold spear, a humanoid skull and spine, a desiccated severed hand with a gem embedded in the palm, and a spacesuit helmet with swirling red mist within it and blood spattered on the inside of the visor.

Six twisted undead stand here, dressed like monks. They spring to action as the door slides open.

Jax
B-Bop
Tikitk
Elliott (-14)
Red
Rags
Talek
Blue
Green
Yellow
Bepo
L (-17)
Orange
Purple

Faster than a dead monk! Jax, B-Bop, and Tiktik are up!

"Ow!" Tiktik exclaims as he shakes off the pain in his fingers, "Hey it worked!"

"Man, this ship is so fancy it even has museum displays in their train stations! Uh-oh, bad guys!"

delaying until after Jax in case he can use Coordinated Barrage to spare us the furry cover and/or give us some nice bonuses.

He spits out his rifle and reaches over to Elliot's, rapidly voiding the warranty on both weapons, until they begin to vibrate and hum.

"Go get 'em, tiger!" he says with a pat on the rotor housing, before the building crescendo of his own rifle reminds him it would be best for the building energy to be directed away from himself.

swift to spit out my rifle, move action to overcharge Elliot's, standard to fire an overcharged shot at Orange.

MDR+CA: 1d20 + 15 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 15 + 1 = 29
sonic: 3d8 + 11 ⇒ (8, 3, 4) + 11 = 26

The drone accesses the magical circuitry installed in its chassis, then rockets around the room to line up the perfect shot through the military formation, and then retreat to safety.

swift to activate haste circuit, then using shot on the run to fly out and around the cases, shoot his 40' line thru all the enemies, and then retreat 20' back (or straight up if the ceiling allows). The Coordinated Assault mechanic feature means he gets +1 to hit against Tiktik's target (orange) in case he misses by 1.

Plasma Rifle: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31
elec/fire: 2d10 + 11 ⇒ (9, 5) + 11 = 25

Tiktik 88/88 SP, 70/70 HP, 9/12 RP (can be boosted by Jax or L)
-Minor Disruption Rifle 25/40 (50ft range, 5 per shot)
--Weapon Fusions: Called, Conserving, Ghost Killer
--Accessories: Laser Sight, Light bayonet bracket (tactical baton)
7/9 spare Kish hi-capacity batteries
Elliot 96/110 HP, 5/5 RP
-Yellow Star Plasma Rifle 28/40 (40ft line, 4 per shot)
--Weapon Fusions: Selective, Ghost Killer
--Accessories: Bipod, Uniclamp (fire extinguisher), Uniclamp (grappler + 100' titanium line)
8/10

B-Bop looks over the room and the hostile undead.

Dis looks more like an Eoxian adult toy store instead'a da fraggin' bridge...

He clicks his heels together to activate the installed jump jets switch and rushes forward and leaping onto one of the display cases before firing his gun.

No massage! We don't want da special message!

Activate jump jets as part of move action, standard action fire on green

cruel omnious conserving elite semi auto pistol vs green kac: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (5) + 17 = 22

piercing damage: 3d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 3, 2) + 5 = 14

Jax
B-Bop
Tikitk (posted, delaying for Jax
Elliott (-14)
Red
Rags
Talek
Blue
Green (-14)
Yellow
Bepo
L (-17)
Orange
Purple

Handling B-Bop now, but Tiktik is waiting on Jax. I don't like botting players, if someone else wants to bot him, feel free. Otherwise, tomorrow morning I'll place him on delay again, and we'll be moving on.

B-Bop's shot hits, but only just.

Jax is up!

Will be using Coordinated Barrage on Bepo and Boosted Improved Get'em with 1RP for +2 atk and dmg on all targets for the round.

Coordinated Barrage on Bepo

Attacking green

Cruel Disruption Pistol vs EAC + Boosted Improved Get'em, Sonic: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 16 + 2 = 243d6 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (1, 5, 2) + 5 + 2 = 15

Active Effects - Improved Get 'Em
Jax
B-Bop
Tikitk (posted, delaying for Jax
Elliott (-14)
Red (Graviton Mode 1)
Rags
Talek
Blue
Green (-29)
Yellow
Bepo (Coordinated Barrage)
L (-17)
Orange (-31)
Purple

A deep black anti-light suffuses the torso of the Red monk, granting him a sort of incorporeal armor.

It inhales deeply, and exhales a cloud of noxious black energy. Need fortitude saves from Jax, Bepo, and Talek.

Rags and Talek are up!

Rags call his shield, takes hold of his Solar Flare and fires at Orange.

Solar Flare: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30
Fire, Ghost Killer: 1d4 + 3d6 + 10 ⇒ (3) + (3, 6, 5) + 10 = 27

He focuses his attention on Red and attunes to photon mode.
Photon 1

Fort Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Fort save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Active Effects - Improved Get 'Em
Jax
B-Bop
Tikitk (posted, delaying for Jax
Elliott (-14)
Red (Graviton Mode 1, -25)
Rags
Talek
Blue (-25)
Green (-54)
Yellow (-25)
Bepo (Coordinated Barrage, Fatigued 1 minute)
L (-17)
Orange (-78)
Purple (-25)

Rags continues the beat down on poor Orange, who may not even get a chance to go at this rate.

1d4 ⇒ 1

Bepo gasps, as its suddenly difficult to breathe, even safely encased in his armor's life support. Fatigued for 1 minute; You cannot run or charge; you take a –1 penalty to AC, attack rolls, melee damage rolls, Reflex saves, initiative checks, and Str– and Dex-based skill and ability checks; and you reduce your encumbered limit by 1 bulk.

Talek is up. If anyone wants to bot him, feel free, although I've got a busy day ahead of me and I may not be able to post again until Monday.

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22+3 to that if its a poison effect
talek coughs at the noxious cloud and sends an explosive blast back in repayment. explosive blast: 9d6 ⇒ (2, 3, 4, 3, 5, 1, 4, 3, 6) = 31dc 20 reflex

Active Effects - Improved Get 'Em
Jax
B-Bop (Fort save needed.)
Tikitk (posted, delaying for Jax
Elliott (-14)
Red (Graviton Mode 1, -25)
Rags
Talek
Blue (-25, GravitonMode 1)
Green (-54, Graviton Mode 1)
Yellow (-25, Graviton Mode 1)
Bepo (Coordinated Barrage, Fatigued 1 minute, Fort Save)
L (-17; fort save needed.)
Orange (-78)
Purple (-25)

Talek shrugs off the effect of the cloud.

Reflex: 1d20 ⇒ 17
Reflex: 1d20 ⇒ 20
Reflex: 1d20 ⇒ 19
Reflex: 1d20 ⇒ 20 Wow. Where are these rolls when I play.

Each of the undead leap or throw themselves flat, neatly avoiding the explosion. Evasion.

Blue, green, and yellow each become suffused with the same black energy.

Green exhales a similar burst of smoke. This will catch L and B-Bop. Fort save, please.

Yellow holds a hand up towards Bepo, who feels the weight of gravity crushing down on him. Fort save from Bepo, please, DC 18 or Staggered for 1 round.

Athletics: 1d20 + 34 ⇒ (20) + 34 = 54 Man...

Blue follows suit, easily leaping to the top of the display case beside B-Bop.

Up next, Bepo and L

Fort: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

well... heck. if it makes a difference for the smoke, L does always have Life Bubble on himself... main reason i had him multiclass into technomancer in the first place. lol

if able, would call out a Don't Quit, suppressing Fatigue for 1 round, on Bepo, and then move to the west a bit.

I'm fairly certain Rags cast Life Bubble on everyone at the beginning of this day if that matters for the smoke. I know I checked off the spell as being cast.

Active Effects - Improved Get 'Em
Jax
B-Bop (Fort save needed.)
Tikitk (posted, delaying for Jax
Elliott (-14)
Red (Graviton Mode 1, -25)
Rags
Talek
Blue (-25, GravitonMode 1)
Green (-54, Graviton Mode 1)
Yellow (-25, Graviton Mode 1)
Bepo (Coordinated Barrage, Fatigued 1 minute, Fort Save)
L (-17; fatigued 4 minutes.)
Orange (-78)
Purple (-25)

As with a suits environmental protections, life bubble makes no difference at all for this effect.

Minutes of fatigue: 1d4 ⇒ 4

@GM I think you may have forgotten about the +2 to damage from Jax for this round that should apply to my attacks and Rags'. He spent the RP, so I just wanna make sure to reap the rewards of it. Plus I like the idea of wrecking poor Orange's day before he gets a chance to act :P

B-Bop grimaces as the smoke burst washes over him.

fort save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Bleeecchh, gahhh, hhuuggh! Ya fart outta yer mouth?! Dat's real sick!

Bepo will move up and attack Orange. Thanks to L for suppressing the fatigue

Attack vs KAC: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (15) + 17 = 32
Damage Slashing: 4d8 + 20 ⇒ (4, 8, 2, 2) + 20 = 36

Fort Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21