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"I don't think they're offended, they're just very excited to get you working again hon."

I have a rough few weeks of work ahead- by May I should be back to normal but don't let me hold you up if I don't post in time.

Notice: 1d8 ⇒ 41d6 ⇒ 5

Gloria's eyes alight on a panel, but she doesn't say anything just now.

"Okee dokee... but what do you do specifically to assist us survivors?"

Gloria glances around.
"... you called it, Roland. I owe you a nuka cola."

"Well... Phoenix... we came in response to your distress signal. I can fix hardware stuff but if you have a software thing, the most qualified person is on the other side of this door."

Gloria puts a hand over her mouth.
"Sorry!"

Gloria is also in the room.

Notice: 1d8 - 4 ⇒ (2) - 4 = -21d6 - 4 ⇒ (4) - 4 = 0
Benny notice: 1d8 - 4 ⇒ (6) - 4 = 21d6 - 4 ⇒ (4) - 4 = 0

"Um... hello?", Gloria calls out.

"Good points. Let's scout it out."

Gloria will sneak down the corridor toward central computing.

Stealth: 1d8 ⇒ 11d6 ⇒ 5

Gloria looks at the floor.

"You see any tracks in here, hon? Awfully dusty for someone to be trapped in here recently- you'd figure they would disturb this dust at some point, rattling around in here...."

Notice: 1d8 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 41d6 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0

Gloria pats Jack on the shoulder.
"Looks like I still got a thing or two to learn about machines."

The scrapper's eye takes in the dusty reception area, stopping on the box in the corner. Gloria picks up a card after seeing the box is empty. Blowing off dust, she turns it over.

"Thanks for forgetting your card, Harv. What do you say, boys- we want to follow this mysterious voice that won't answer our questions?"

Jack's repair is a d10, so I imagine he can get this thing open.

I don't have it. Should probably pick it up, since it seems like both games have run into this issue.

"I'll take a look at it, hon- but who are we talking to here? And how'd you get stuck in there?"

Gloria investigates the door.
Repair: 1d8 - 3 ⇒ (3) - 3 = 01d6 - 3 ⇒ (3) - 3 = 0

"Oh no, this won't do."
"Jack, hon, you want to give that terminal a look?"

The second one could be Brand's round 3?

Gloria steps out of cover and fires again at the same Protectron!

Energy weapons: 1d6 ⇒ 51d6 ⇒ 3

Damage, AP 2: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 5) = 6

"Good thought, Jack!", Gloria says before popping out from cover and firing at the leftmost protectron (P1).

Energy weapons w/multi action penalty: 1d6 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 21d6 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1

She then resumes her position against the wall.

Gloria holds her breath, ready to cover Jack if he needs to run for it.

Gloria takes a position against the station wall.
Robots, thank God. Far better than shooting another person.

Spirit: 1d6 ⇒ 21d6 ⇒ 3

Do we have rope to bind his hands?

"Alright, George. We're taking you prisoner. You're not going to do anything stupid, right?"

"Vivisection? That something they teach you in the Shelter, Jack?"

Common knowledge: 1d8 ⇒ 11d6 ⇒ 2
Is there anything I can roll to see if he's lying about just being hunters with bad socio-political opinions?

Gloria sighs, holstering her laser pistol. She mulls over Vulture's proposition.

"We're an awful long way from home, hon. And we only got so much food. I'm not even convinced this kid did anything, besides a misplaced admiration for some idiot with a scary name...."

She shrugs.
"I'd say we just take the bullets outta all those guns and leave him with a knife and a stern warning."

Gloria tries to compose herself. When she isn't shaking from the adrenaline, she emerges to interview the captive.

"What about Sand Town, George? What happened to 'em? Tell us about Reaper."

Gloria fires a shot at the raider with the gun.
"KNOCK IT OFF! YOU WANT TO DIE?!"

Energy weapons: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 61d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Ace: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Damage, AP2: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 4, 4) = 13

Gloria keeps her pistol trained on the remaining raider, hoping that he'll throw down his weapon...

Aim action, in case they don't comply.

Gloria sneaks off into the underbrush, looking to avoid drawing fire while flanking the raiders.

Stealth: 1d8 ⇒ 21d6 ⇒ 3

But her muttered, "Ohgodohgodohgod..." gives her away.

Damage ace: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Gloria squeezes the trigger on her laser pistol.
This is okay... this is probably okay...

Energy weapons: 1d6 ⇒ 11d6 ⇒ 6
Ace: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Ace 2: 1d6 ⇒ 4
I'm going to assume that's a raise.

Damage, AP 2: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 5) = 14

Gloria almost bites her lip, before remembering how fragile it is. These jokers are cut from the same cloth as the raiders that knocked out Rapid Town... she didn't want to fight then, still doesn't want to fight anyone. But if they don't act now, they could kill more innocent people. But she also hadn't seen them do anything, just talk about it...

Gloria takes aim at one in the rear, but she can't bring herself to fire.

Notice: 1d8 ⇒ 31d6 ⇒ 4
Smarts: 1d8 ⇒ 71d6 ⇒ 3

Gloria creeps closer to be within pistol range, laser drawn.
Sneak: 1d8 ⇒ 61d6 ⇒ 6
Ace: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Are we camping with the Tribal fellas? If that's the case, I'll take a healing powder before bed and sleep off the fatigue. If that's not the case, Survival rolls will need an additional -1 for my wound.

Survival 1: 1d4 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 21d6 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0
Ace: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Survival 2: 1d4 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 01d6 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1
Survival 3: 1d4 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -11d6 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0
Survival 4: 1d4 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -11d6 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0

Gloria is far more used to "roughing it" in the remains of civilization and thus makes quite a few blunders out in the wild. 1 success, no snake eyes though!

"Done deal. I'll take three off ya, hon.", Gloria says, counting out 75 caps.

Gloria quietly clears her throat.
"You take caps in trade for those healing powders, hon?"

Gloria sneaks back to the party.
Stealth: 1d8 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 21d6 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -1
"Alright, I saw three tribals there eating. Any of you boys want to say hello?"

Notice: 1d8 - 3 ⇒ (2) - 3 = -11d6 - 3 ⇒ (5) - 3 = 2

Day 4
"All right, I can try to creep closer. That darn cat sure didn't make it any easier, though."
Stealth: 1d8 - 1 ⇒ (8) - 1 = 71d6 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
Ace: 1d8 ⇒ 4
11 total- Gloria is the night, if the night is wholesome and Midwestern.

Ah, I see. Nevermind me, just a 200 year old lady here.

It's weird, I can't see the posts that have Brand's and Jack's notice rolls. I guess the boards are still having some issues.

If I need to spend an action to draw a weapon, that's fine we can disregard the roll. I just assumed that drawing a pistol is part of the action of attacking- it's a pistol, after all.

Notice: 1d8 ⇒ 31d6 ⇒ 6
Ace: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Spirit: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 51d6 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Ace: 1d6 ⇒ 2

"Agh! Darn it!"

Gloria shakes off her panic and levels her laser pistol at the ghost cat.
Energy weapons: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 41d6 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0
Damage, AP 2: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8

Spreadsheet's filled out. Man, not having Brawny hurts. I'll be encumbered until we eat some of this food. A pack animal might be my first major purchase.

I won't have time to itemize my inventory on the spreadsheet until after work today- I'm ready to go otherwise.

"I know you boys have your hearts set on getting power up, but I'd say it's wise to start with security while we have enough food. What's say Crayon leads a group out to scavenge this week so we can start putting up a watch tower soon? Forewarned is better than surprised, after all. And we can go to check on the distress signal while they're doing that."

Gloria dusts off the bulky old revolver, holding it carefully.
"Vulture, Roland? Either of you boys like this find? My dear old papa was more of a gun man, I get by just fine with my laser pistol. Or maybe the Wrights will want to take it toward our debt?"

Notice: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 101d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Ace: 1d8 ⇒ 5
15 total.
I'm a Scrapper, so I should definitely oversee salvage as much as possible so we get the extra build points. I'm willing to forego the personal caps right now in favor of paying off the Wrights as soon as possible. Are there specific items we might need? I have a bonus to find just the thing we need.

"With things getting off the ground here, boys, maybe we oughtta look into that distress signal Young Jack found. I'd hate to leave those folks hanging much longer."

Do we need to make a check or anything to influence the NPCs?

Gloria remembered a time, wistfully, when she loved talking to people- it was really something that she liked about working at the department store, she got to be friendly with a lot of people in town. Things were different the last few decades, what with looking like a shriveled up corpse. But she had to make a go of it now, or else she'd really start losing it.

So she approached Crayon Levy, the woman Roland cussed out before who had said she was a scrapper.
"How long did you work for the Wrights, hon? Can't say I really like their practices, but they seem like the only game in town if you don't want to be out on your own. I was thinking it might be a good idea to set up some scavenging parties- there's bound to be places that aren't picked over 'round here. You know any likely sites we can set to scrounging?"

Later in the week, she builds up the courage to approach the hunter, Eagle Eye. It's tough to find someone like her that hasn't lost her mind yet, so maybe there's some common ground even if she seems pretty warlike, like the rest of the tribals.

"... Uh, Eagle Eye was it? I wanted to express my condolences, since I heard you lost your husband. Were you both together a long time? Was he... like us?"

I think Gateway sounds really good. But we can discuss it IC to make it official.

".... Well, you make the case then Jack. Sure hope they see things your way."
Gloria follows Vulture out of the mine.

Gloria raises a hand.
"I'll go with you, kid, if you want someone from Rapid Town. And I can see if Mrs. Smith wants to have a word as well."

Gloria checks out the shacks, shrugging. She's seen worse.

"No shortage of wood, at least. Best we leave it to you Shelter boys to break the news that we're here on your family's doorstep, if what's-his-name from Rapid Town hasn't already."

With the bicycles cutting down on travel time a little bit, Gloria doesn't see the harm in taking a small detour.

I came in late, so I think I'm behind a point or two.