G-g-ghosts? What even hurts them? Zoinks! (I'm pretty sure I heard that somewhere related to ghosts, maybe it's supposed to scare or intimidate them?)
Jaraduk blathers as he hefts his grenade launcher off of his back and lets it gently rest on his bulky arms.
Shrugging, he remarks Well, may as well try.
Thoooooooom
A grenade zips past Akh and blows up behind the far ghost .
He peers through the smoke to see if it did anything at all.
Guess? yells, "If ya stop attacking us, we can offer Del's fa-boo-lous spook-ghetti in return!" as he shoots teal!
or below is flat-footed
flat-footed to all and -2 to saves if Stunt and Strike succeeded
Still confused, but now with a clear foe attacking him, Akh reaches out of a claw to swipe at the ghost that attacked him. He imbues his claw with disruptive energy as he swings. "Floating... teeth? Why are teeth attacking us?" he mutters as he strikes.
"Can't tell whether they WANT to go back to the Drift, whether they want US to go back to the Drift, or whether that was the last thing they said before they died. Either way... GUMBI! Gimme telemetry on the Vesk!"
Unfortunately, as Strek will learn eventually, shooting through a Dragonkin using fire doesn't usually work that well.
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Del is confused!!
Del babbles incoherently. Something about pancakes? Or was that mandrakes? Del bakes? Hard to tell.
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As Melissa decorates the ceiling, Jaraduk is confident his grenade hit a ghost dead center. Yet, it's form was not affected at all by the blast. Looking in the other direction, Akh and Guess? both lay into the ghost that travelled through the wall. Their energy attacks rips small whisps of it's image out of existence, but the scary skittermander is undeterred. Strek nearly gets a shot at the ghost, but Akh's wide swings get in the way. The brakim pulls at the last second, hitting the wall instead of his friend.
The spirit in the doorway strikes twice at Akh's exposed side, it's claws ripping through his armor like paper. A few droplets of blood float in the vacuum before the android's armor seals off the wound.
The second ghost floats to the side, reaching out to scratch at Guess?'s chest. It's claws rake against the goblin's armor, weakening the protections.
The creature within the room reaches out towards Strek. Phantom claws appear between the two of them, one of which scratches against Strek's shoulder.
Akh SP 0/36, HP 22/32, RP 4/4
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 17/24, HP 8/22, RP 5/6
Strek SP 25/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/3
Jaraduk SP 28/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Del SP: 20/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Ghost 3 Damage
Purple Ghost 0 Damage
Teal Ghost 6 Damage
"Whether they're mandrakes or pancakes, fire should be just as burny. Ahk, lean left real quick!"
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Del continues to stutter and stammer. Cupcakes? Licorice lakes? Ghost steaks?
Whatever it is, it's clear the ghosts are uninterested in Del's recipe swap.
Jaraduk frowns and puts his grenade launcher away.
Um, anyone have a laser pistol I can borrow. In his embarrassment he barely says it out loud.
He holds his doshko, doubting that it will do any better.
"Grab tha RIFLE outta my pack!"
"Akh also has a cylindrical lens pistol with manual sight on him!" says Guess? to Jaraduk.
Facing the ghostly terror in front of him, Guess? says, "Ahhh... NOPE!" and using his super-charged shadow nerves, he takes a 10-ft guarded step away from teal, then opens fire at teal!
Akh shakes from side to side, trying to clear the muddle they've made in his head. "Lens? Pistol? Oh... yes, you'll find it in my mouth. Just get right in deep there. Unless... you're a ghost too?" Akh peers unsteadily at Jaraduk, suspicious.
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While Melissa continues to blow holes in the interior wall behind the ghosts, Strek's targeting computer sends his shot into the side of the ghost. The energy beam makes a circular hole in it's form. Beside the two, Del and Jaraduk are both confused. Del's knowledge of the mystic arts does allow her to tell the nuar that his other grenades might have an effect.
... and using his super-charged shadow nerves, he takes a 10-ft guarded step away from teal, ...
As Guess? utilizes his fancy suped-up necrograft to disappear into the shadows, he feels... tired. His limbs began to feel like they're full of lead! Unfortunately... his limbs betray him and his shot misses the phantom by inches.
The pair of phantoms around Akh swipe at him, and one of the claws connects with his hip joint.
The creature behind the group passes through the adjacent wall. Moments later, it appears between Jaraduk and Del!
Akh SP 0/36, HP 20/32, RP 4/4
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 17/24, HP 8/22, RP 5/6
Strek SP 25/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/3
Jaraduk SP 28/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Del SP: 20/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Ghost 14 Damage
Purple Ghost 0 Damage
Teal Ghost 6 Damage
Ah! To close! Jaraduk exclaims as a ghost approaches.
He steps towards Strek and grabs the numbing beam rifle.
Thanks!
"Yah... fine. Feelin' kinda sluggish tho..." Guess? responds to Strek.
Guess? then turns his attention to teal and attacks! "I advise you to exorcise your right to vacate this ship!"
or below is flat-footed
flat-footed to all and -2 to saves if Stunt and Strike succeeded
His head finally clearing, Akh aims for the injured red ghost with his taclash and delivers a deadly torrent of swings. His weapon hisses through ghostly trails.
Akh endures another ghostly claw with determination , then swings back in in retaliation against red.
"Yah... fine. Feelin' kinda sluggish tho..."
"Remind me next time we're back on Absalom Station and I'll pick a lil' somethin' up for ya."
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Strek has really locked in the overcharge settings on his agitator, blowing a hole right through the dead vesk captain. It looses a silent scream as it fades away into nothingness. Guess? follows this up with a blast to the ghost attacking Akh. The android spins in place, finally able to focus on just one assailant. His taclash rips through the center mass of the specter, sending it back to a different plane of existence. Melissa turns to the final ghost, painting a target on it with a sonic beam. The ghost moves closer to the center of the group, claws raking across Jaraduk's chest as it goes.
Akh SP 0/36, HP 24/32, RP 4/4
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 17/24, HP 8/22, RP 5/6
Strek SP 25/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/3
Jaraduk SP 20/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Del x2 SP: 20/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Ghost 25 Damage
Teal Ghost 22 Damage
Purple Ghost 1 Damage
Uh, okay, let's try this dinky thing...
He steps out from under Del and fires directly into the final ghost's face.
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Guess? shoots at the last ghost, declaring, "As a duly designated representative of Bullseye Shipping LLP and the crew of the Last Chance, I order you to cease any and all supernatural activity and return forthwith to your place of origin or to the nearest convenient parallel dimension."
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"Guesse you cant' just shoot people because they're from diffrent dimensions....you can shoot them for being creepy soul brain sucking undead abominations!!! "
Attempts to do just that. Get em! and shoot
[damage]1d6 [/dice]
..."How the hell are you supposed to hold these weird sideways 8 rifles without six arms!?!?!?!!?"
"Helps when you don't have joints."
Strek redirects GUMBI to gather telemetry on the remaining ghost.
"Doesn't help when you're in cramped corridors.."
In the center of the action, Akh just turns to the side and leverages his disintegrating empowered taclash against the last of the transparent troublemakers. "Guess?, I think they're more interested in killing us than following the rules. Probably."
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Jaraduk, Strek, and Melissa do their best to hit the specter's undulating form dodges and weaves faster than their aim. Unfortunately for the nuar, the ghost takes advantage of his distraction to scratch Jaraduk's chestplate.
Guess? manages to clip the ghost, his fiery bullet dissipating some of it's form. Akh fares a bit better, his whip ripping lines through the phantom. Inspired by the joys of clanking pots and pans in a kitchen, Del summons a bit of localized sound that pierces the creature.
The skittermander-thing spins in place, claws a whirlwind. It's twisting brushes against Akh's armor, which rebuffs the attack.
Akh SP 0/36, HP 24/32, RP 4/4
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 17/24, HP 8/22, RP 5/6
Strek SP 25/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/3
Jaraduk SP 14/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Del x2 SP: 20/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Ghost 25 Damage
Teal Ghost 22 Damage
Purple Ghost 14 Damage, flatfooted
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I mean it's a ghost? What actually happens if it gets into my armor...
At this point he seems more intrigued than concerned by the ghosts scratching. He aims the numbing beam into it's face again.
Your welcome for feeling anything at all, pitiful ghost!
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Hmmm? Level to damage is starfinder standard with Long arms and non operative melee weapons as long as you're proficient/specced, which you are automatically as a soldier.
Not that the ghosts are harmed by the non lethal damage dealing neural thingies. Starffinders know those sorts of things, Delivery ship crew not so much...
"Jaraduk... I regret to inform you... that you're already a ghost in a fleshy body!!!" Akh cackles hollowly as he swings his taclash at the last ghostie.
Hmm, good point. I suppose that's why I often hear a whisper in my ghost. I thought it was the echoes of pre-gap Golarion, but perhaps not. the nuar muses, not at all taking Akh's remark as a joke.
or below is flat-footed
flat-footed to all and -2 to saves if Stunt and Strike succeeded
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Del attempts to bring more cooking noise into the area, but the ghost avoids her interdimensional rift. Jaraduk and Melissa, however, are quite distracted by the sudden appearance of clanking pans and their shots go wild.
Strek sends another energy beam into the thing's chest, eliciting a flex of pain and a silent growl. Akh's lash whips through the ghostly skittermander's skull, causing it's image to begin to flicker. Guess?'s flaming bolt hits it dead center, sending the phantom back to wherever it came from.
COMBAT OVER!
Akh SP 0/36, HP 24/32, RP 4/4
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 17/24, HP 8/22, RP 5/6
Strek SP 25/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/3
Jaraduk SP 14/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Del SP: 20/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Ghost 25 Damage
Teal Ghost 22 Damage
Purple Ghost 30 Damage
Looking at the floor nearby, it seems the vesk ghost dropped a datapad when he disapparated. Unfortunately, it seems like all items of value have been destroyed by whatever capsized the ship.
The pad is full of the captain’s personal information and, most importantly, holds copies of several of the ship’s final logs. These logs identify the ship as the Final Endeavor but also give a hurried, incomplete look at the vessel’s final moments— being attacked by devils after making a routine Drift jump. However, there is one haphazardly written entry dated only a day ago. It seems to have been written by the dead captain, and though difficult to read, it’s filled with the desperate hope that the crew might be able to make the ship “return to the cold quiet of the Drift.”
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Strek reads the information out loud.
"Alright this ain't makin' a lotta sense. Was his profession 'Ghost Writer' before he became Cap'n? How'd they.. why'd they.. huh?"
He hands the datapad over to Melissa.
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Melissa knocks her rifle into the wall a few times in frustration , looks down the barrel and straightens it back out with a screwdriver
"Don't worry it can't hit anything..."
she looks at the datapad and shrugs "The skitties said something about "back to the drift" , I didn't know if that was how they died, how they get put to rest, or if they were going to turn on the engine and suck us into the void with them... speaking of which we should probably make sure the engines CAN"T do that before we do anything else... well almost anything else. The eternal light of saranrae guide you on your journey, walk towards the light, walk towards the light, i really hope ya;'ll are walking towards the light right now...
"Huh. Question. Are fusion reactors lethal to vampires and stuff the same way the sun is? "
Jaraduk, holding the numbing beam rifle delicately from one end, approaches Strek grimacing.
Um, thanks. I don't think this is for me though. I should pick out my own firearm when we get back to civilization.
"Ain't no worries. That's why it's my backup."
Strek stows the rifle without even swapping out a fresh battery. And then loads a fresh battery into his main weapon.
"Rest up, then hit up Engineering?"
Jaraduk nods at Strek, concurring.
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"Rest and Engineering. Getting tickled by more ghosts like those while we're loading cargo sounds like a good way to lose rotten fish to the void of space. And maybe ourselves too." Akh coils across several of the beds in the crew quarters and rests, taking out his datapad to note that Guess?'s special necrograft malfunctioned. Chances were good that the weaponized features of his own tongue would do something strange too. Maybe open up a portal to the shadow plane and suck the whole group inside. Or just wiggle uncontrollably. One of those two.
Looking over Akh's shoulder, Guess? reads and recites Akh's notes realtime as Akh writes them, "...open up a portal to the shadow plane and suck the whole group inside. Or just wiggle uncontrollably...
"Hmmmmmmm..."
Guess? immediately tries to recall all planets and cultures where tongue wiggling represents mating solicitations, then makes a mental note to try and work those locations into the crew's future transport job rotations.