Dak sways in the co-pilot's seat in rhythm with the ship, surprising himself with his own ability to adapt to the ship's movements. I know I'm a pilot of some sort...not of a ship like this, I don't think. But still, a pilot. This feels too natural. But beyond that and maybe my name...Nothing? Kandru was snapped back into focus as the ship came out of it's roll, and he got a clear view of the incoming Corvette. Again manipulating the forward-facing weaponry controls in front of him, Dak tries to sight in on the enemy craft and fires the moment it's in range! Starship Gunnery: 4d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 5, 2) + (1) = 16
Tavin Volker wrote:
I had been wondering about that too. Good question.
Dak rights himself and sits himself on the edge of the co-pilot's seat, anxious to carry out the curious captain's orders and try to finish off the fleeing raider ship. His fingers flutter over the controls, arming the forward cannon, targeting and then firing on the freighter! Starship Gunnery: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 1) = 121d6 ⇒ 2
But even as he fires the amnesiatic pilot sees the incoming vessel making it's way to intercept them. "Looks like this party is just getting started, people! We've got an incoming ship, a Corvette, making for our position..."
As the light freighter soars past the Elysium Pale, Dak blinks comically at the controls in front of him when he realizes that the aft-facing shields are not responding to his input commands. "Gah. Captain, we have a problem. Well, lots of 'em, but this one's big. No aft shields..." Biting his lower lip, the young pilot pounds his fist once on the panel, scowls when it obviously does nothing helpful, then slides onto the floor and ducks below the control array, sorting through the chaotic tangle of cables and wires to check the connections and fittings, hoping that the problem is simply an issue there and not the shield generator itself. Starship Repair: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5Wild Die: 1d6 ⇒ 5
"Might want to keep 'em off our backside...sir..."
"Chicken??" A huge grin emerges on the co-pilot's face as the cockpit of the 'Pale flares to life, followed quickly by a flurry of activity flipping switches and checking gauges in rapid succession. "I like how you think, Captain..." "Board them? I dunno, maybe?" Dak calls back to Warren, still grinning. "I doubt they'd welcome a social visit at this hour. And I don't have a THING to wear." A slight pause and then he adds, more serious in tone,"Does anyone even know WHY they're trying to kill us??" Dak momentarily considers firing the forward cannons, but then realizes that especially with the two other weapons readied, his efforts would be far better used angling the deflector and modulating the shields...especially if they were indeed about to challenge the other ship head-on! Shield Controls: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 2) = 10
As it is, it takes all of Dak Kandru's concentration and skill to even slightly adjust the ionized shields, much less alter the configuration on the fly. Still, Force willing, it might be enough...
GM Therenger wrote:
Perception: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 6) = 111d6 ⇒ 5 16 total"Huh." Dak mutters to the Captain as if this single word was profound and an adequate response...and perhaps in this moment, to him, it is. His eyes flicker back and forth across the displays and dials, and for a long moment, out the front of the cockpit, while his fingers play over the instruments and controls far more out of some forgotten muscle memory than conscious thought. "Ok, folks. So no pressure, here." He glances back over his shoulder to where the other abruptly nominated crew members were frantically working to repair or at least jury rig the Elyisum Pale's numerous ailments. "Just keep doing what you're doing, secure in the knowledge that we probably don't need to worry about the other ships out there...because if we can't get the power back up, we'll likely explode in the atmosphere before they can blow us out of the sky..."
GM Therenger wrote:
I think you meant Me, not Tavin, yes? I'm going to react as if you did, and if not, well, we can just ignore it. LOL
Apologies on being MIA. Surprise OT at work overwhelmed me. Next time I'll pop in from my phone at least to let someone know. Sorry. Having stumbled his way up to the cockpit during the chaotic repairs, Dak gives Perry a sheepish grin, his adrenaline still pumping after the gunfight. "One co-pilot, reporting for duty. I'm a fair hand with the controls, sir. Whattaya need me to do?" A slight pause, followed by a frown. "Um, are we crashing?"
GM Therenger wrote:
Apologies. Will adjust. Also, I'm not hedging on this...I just forgot to PM you on it. Since we don't know what era we're playing in, I didn't know what to pick without seeming to be tryin to get spoilers.How's this: Could YOU pick which starfighter he's specialized in and let me know when/if it comes up? If you'd rather not, I'll just go with X-Wing and you can let me know how that works out. :D
Dak Kandru blinked his eyes open, shook his head at the rough treatment and said intelligently, "Mrrpphhhllgruf." followed quickly by a cough. As the Captain moved away, Dak groaned as he sat up, and then swung his legs over and off the edge of the cot. When the blaster pistol was shoved into his hands he tried to stand, wobbled, and ended up down on one knee, wincing."Ow." Still, this left him as ready as he could be for the utter shock of men...someone...arriving to do them harm. Frowning, he fired off a shot at the lead intruder! Blaster Pistol: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 5) = 121d6 ⇒ 4
Blaster= 16 total. Reaction: Dodge= 5D-1D (second action) +1D Energy if applicable
Dodge total= 9 vs Non Energy attack, 15 vs Energy Attacks
GM Therenger wrote: I like the look of it but I cannot figure out how to move the map - I can only zoom in and out - no scrolling. What am I missing? (No, I didn't read the manual, why do you ask?) Likewise. Looks cool, though. Also, as an aside, I changed my avatar at the last minute. Apologies. :D I kinda' dig the idea of a hero with a big nose. lol
GM Therenger wrote:
In tabletop games I've GM'd, I always offer players a warning if they're about to do something obviously dangerous and really reckless..."Do you do this of your own free will?" Usually said casually, that statement makes the entire table go silent while the player in question gets a chance to change their mind. Doesn't always go well for them. LOL That said, I copied down the Brash Pilot's template on my profile. Need to get a look at the 2e rulebook I just got to see what's what. |