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Mazirek keeps an eye trained on the creature, ready for violence if it comes to it.

Mazirek pulls out his rifle, just in case, and stands watch. Something about the gravity though really messes with his focus though...
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Pereption: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Mazirek's antennae do the equivalent of an eye-roll as he goes to investigate the rigged fire extinguisher.
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Engineering: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 lol and almost certainly sets it off XD

"What's this thing look like?" Mazirek asks the kids. He can't help but to get his rifle ready. "What was it doing when you found it?"

"Oh geez, kids. Come on now, quiet down, let's get out of here together," Mazirek suggests to the kids. And then it'll be quiet enough to actually start thinking!
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Diplomacy?: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (11) - 1 = 10

"I'll take a look into this panel over here and see what I can do," Mazirek says, popping a cover off the nearby wall and fiddling with the tech within.
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Computers, Aid vs Darkvoid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Mazirek takes the frost rifle and looks it over. "This is a nice piece of equipment... Anyone opposed to me using it for a bit?" he asks.

He makes a point to record the schematics and passwords for E-Deck. "Doesn't seem like we have a chance at questions, let's hop to it!"

Mazirek takes a step back and fires again. What's going on today? Maybe I need more practice under pressure, spent too long fighting from a privileged position!
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Laser Rifle vs Yellow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 131d6 ⇒ 2

Sorry y'all, forgot to post yesterday!

"Damn what's going on in there?!" Mazirek asks himself out loud. With a grunt he runs off into the smoke. "Found our ward!" he announces before sensing out with his antennae for any remaining danger.
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Double move into smoke!

Mazirek tries to take a shot on red, but in trying to compensate for Dirk's presence, he fires the shot wide.
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Laser Rifle vs Red: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 101d6 ⇒ 2 Come on ;_; I'm getting racetrack flashbacks!

"Seems like our business is the same," Mazirek calls back before taking a shot at the goon in the red shirt. He gets a little closer to the trees before any return fire comes his way.
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Laser Rifle: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 101d8 ⇒ 5

As a player I was grasping for straws like three steps back haha so this seems great to me. We have a Death Certificate, a corpse, and some semblance of a prior life. I say we're good to go here.

Dirk waits outside the morgue and walks in a circle nervously.

"This is bad...This is bad.."

"Ugh, I hear you. This s*%$ doesn't sit right with me either, but a jobs a job. We've got to do this now to show the Society we can be reliable, but I'll be speaking to to our superiors about this. No disrespect to our colleagues, but this isn't the sort of work I signed up for," Mazirek commiserates. "There is strength in numbers, want to do it together? Doesn't make this right, but at least we've done our part and can be kept from being assigned dodgy s~*! in the future."

Does Tuek's Criminal Underworld knowledge help us out at all with achieving those things, GM? Particularly with the body, finding a corpse without making one sounds a bit challenging for at least two of the LG characters in the party!

"If gardening is a passion of hers, being a gardener seems like a natural fit. It would be off to have a profession you couldn't speak knowledgeably about, no?" Mazirek suggests.

"You're quite the whiz with a computer, Little!" Mazirek admires. I've really got to get into tech more if I'm going to be a useful Agent. Too many practical uses and I can't guarantee that I'll just be in the wild anymore.

"I say we meet up with the newly deceased and get everyone back to the Society."

"I have a little skill with computers, but I'd rather take a support role on that than point," Mazirek offers. "As to the identity... I'm at a loss here."

"Bah, she's right," Mazirek groans. "Let's just have the Society sort out what to do with her. We have our mission, they can worry about what happens after we've succeeded. No way the corporation is going to give her a fair trail, or possibly even let her get to that point."

"What's your master plan then? Have anything to help us fake your death?"

An antennae raises curiously. "So you'd have us believe that you conveniently have no recollection of a crime, but need our protection because you surely did it?" Mazirek asks skeptically. He looks to the others for their opinions on this explanation.
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Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
Mazirek isn't going to resist saving this person/the kid since he trusts the Starfinder Society to figure things out on their end, just voicing his dissatisfaction with the explanation.

Mazirek glances at the group and gestures for someone, hopefully with training and talent, to take the lead. Can't help but notice I put people off a little most of the time. Best if... really anyone else takes point.

"I'm a novice at hacking, but if I'm interpreting our directive accurately, we aren't necessarily the ones that will have to hack anything," Mazirek responds to Dirk. "More of a 'hand it over or we turn you over' sort of situation, with the added bonus of 'further protection if you work for us.'" Congrats/enjoy, btw! :)

"If the Society has use of this criminal, then so be it, but I do hope we, as an organization, will help to keep them on the right side of the law," he comments, not expecting a response from Historia-7. "If speed is of the essence, let's get the hard details and roll out. I've never known a corporation to spare expense or time when it comes to vengeance!"
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I can't do anything special with a grenade, but IME having the splash weapons spread out among people with reasonable attack bonuses for it is usually more beneficial than one dedicated user. I'll take an incendiary grenade.

Mazirek nods in agreement with Darkvoid's assessment and raises a claw. "Nothing serious, but I wouldn't mind a some medical attention."

"This is turning out to be quite the little trip. Let's deliver the album and head over to Historia-7 next?" he suggests.

"Gah! Keep it off of me and I'll cover you!" Mazirek calls out to Dirk.

With Dirk between him and their foe, he is able to line up a better shot. Waiting for him to take another swing, he fires a blast where he thinks the Feather Stalker will go... to excellent effect.
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Azimuth Laser Rifle vs Feather Stalker: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Fire Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2
Crit Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7 9 fire damage, assuming 25 beats the EAC

Mazirek stumbles back in response to the wing and tries to line up a shot. Way too close, just need to convince it I'm not worth eating! "Take it down!"

Doing the best that he can, considering the sudden attack, he fires a laser towards its center of mass.
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Azimuth Laser Rifle: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Fire Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3
GM, unless there is something I'm missing, the attack roll was both a natural 1 and the result lower than my E/KAC, therefore a miss, corret? Guarded step, fire!

Mazirek draws his rifle and tenses his antennae, feeling the air for any vibrations that might betray their mark. His mandibles clack occasionally in a crude echolocation.

"Don't know how smart the thing is, but we could try making one hell of a racket and see if it'll come to us..." he suggests, cautiously stepping into the warehouse. He makes a point to check the ceiling at least once, for good measure.

To be honest, I've no idea why everyone is buying a copy! The mission is to buy one for our Shirren pal, yeah?

Mazirek takes the time to watch the footage of the Feather Stalker while he waits in line. "Shame we have to put down such a beast. Should have been left alone in its natural habitat!" he laments.

The line itself and the crowd on the way out don't seem to bother him much. He is content to keep to himself until it is time to purchase the album and head out, hopefully without having to rescue his fellows from a mob!
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Life Science: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 If this pertains to biology, the DC is 5 lower
Fort, DC 12: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Reflex, DC 11: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

Mazirek sends a telepathic wave of his antennae back in greeting to his fellow Shirren. Was wondering why they'd send the greenest of green Agents to secure their headquartes! We're expendable, so this alien creature must be a bit of an unknown entity.

"I've never cared for non-Shirren music. I don't think our auditory organs perceive sound in quite the same way and I find it... irritating, to say the least," he confesses, taking the credstick from Zigvigix.

"Do you have any intel to share on this creature?"
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If there is no useful information to be had from Zigvigix, I say we do whatever task is on the way to the other. Also, is Starfinder really telling me that we have to go buy a physical album?! Where is my all digital future?! :P

Knowing he simply isn't cut out for fancy maneuvers in a junkrace, Mazirek holds the steering as straight as he can and keeps the speed at max.
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Piloting (Mod): 1d20 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 4 = 22
Lol this has been the most stressful Confirmation-esque activity I've ever had XD

Thanks for the bot GM :) Back now!

"Speed boost? We've had a speed boost?" Mazirek asks rhetorically as he searches the controller for the button. He obviously didn't pay as much attention to Little Lendtech as he should have.

Flipping it over, he finds a prominent, but well-worn, blue button labelled "GOTTAGOFAST!" Didn't I see this guy in a history class one time? Sanik the Hodgepodge? F~&% it, let's end this thing.

He pounds the button flat and the junkracer's engine practically explodes with power, yet seems to keep itself mostly together...
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Piloting (Mod, Speed Boost): 1d20 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 4 = 24
Malfunction (X < 10 -> Failure): 1d20 ⇒ 18

I am away on a family emergency and will be away from regular posting until next weekend. Apologies for any inconvenience, but please bot me as needed!

Mazirek is clearly distracted by the gunners and the control slips from his hands. "S~@* s**# s!@~!" he shouts, scrambling to pick it back up.
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Piloting (Mod and Penalty): 1d20 + 7 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 4 - 4 = 9 Headdesk
Don't suppose there is a reroll mechanic in SFS? I'd totally use it here!

After their sloppy start and no other riders around, Mazirek just holds the junkracer steady at the fastest speed possible. "Simple is usually best, it seems!"
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Piloting (Mod and Penalty): 1d20 + 7 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 4 - 4 = 26

Engage the inertial stabilizers. (bike has a +4 piloting mod.)

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My bad, you're totally right, thanks for pointing that out! So a 15 would have been the final result, not 11. I'll include that modifier in my next piloting post.

Alright, let's do this! Mazirek takes over from the primary driver and tries to get her around some of the other racers, but their shots seem to have done a number on his ability to maneuver!

"Damn, this is harder than it looks!"
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Piloting (-Yikes!): 1d20 + 7 - 8 ⇒ (12) + 7 - 8 = 11 Here is to hoping I didn't just get us into crit fail range o_O

cmlobue wrote:

• The vehicle’s base speed increases by 5 feet.
• The vehicle gains a +1 Piloting modifier.
• The vehicle gains a +1 attack modifier.
• The vehicle gains a +2 bonus to its EAC.
• The vehicle gains a +2 bonus to its KAC.
• The PCs install a basic energy weapon on the vehicle (imposes a –4 base Piloting penalty on a hit).
• The PCs install a basic kinetic weapon on the vehicle (imposes a –4 base Piloting penalty on a hit).
• The PCs upgrade a weapon to impose an additional –2 penalty to enemy Piloting checks on a successful hit.

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3 speed increases. 1 kinetic weapon and a weapon upgrade on it. That leaves 6 mods to go. We'll need one pilot and two gunners. I suggest adding two more projectile weapons, two piloting upgrades, an EAC upgrade and a KAC upgrade.

Seconded!

"I've piloted personal craft before, but not something as... janky as this," Mazirek admits. "Unless someone else would rather take the helm, I suppose it falls to me." Piloting +7

"Fortunately," he begins, resting a claw on Laboni's shoulder, "I don't have to actually sit on this bucket of rust. Just manipulate the controls from safety."

After voicing his disapproval to Laboni for dragging the Society into this mess, he gets to work. She can't posisbly win with a slow heap of junk, so let's see if we can make it a fast heap of junk.

Unfortunately, assembling spare parts to overcome the need for the actual part isn't something he has practiced before. He tugs his three-fingered gloves off and throws them to the ground, then storms off.

What a ridiculous event, how do people regularly CHOOSE to do this? Wait, people choose to do this! I'll see what their doing and try and replicate that! His stormy speedwalk turns into a casual stroll as he eyeballs the other vehicles.

Returning to Laboni's racer, he does his best to spend the rest of his time trying to copy what he saw. He grumbles the whole time about how this could all just be done properly the first time with dedicated professionals.
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Engineering (Improve): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Engineering (Investigate): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Engineering (Improve): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Engineering (Improve): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Engineering (Improve): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Engineering (Improve): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Yikes, those aren't very hot rolls! Hope y'all have better luck than me!

Never been a saboteur before, but I can wing it at the 'junkrace' level, surely. "Tuek here was just mentioning the junkrace, I'll do what I can to assist Laboni," Mazirek promises, punctuating his sentence with a mandibular clack.

"Would you like us to report back, or will you be watching the race yourself to ascertain our success?"

Mazirek clenches his fist with resolve. "Let us dally no further and seek out Radaszm. We can check in with any other leaders afterwards."

As it turns out. Experimental Vehicle is banned. So I'll have to ponder another concept.

A few ideas I had are not SFS.

If I miss the Go Time that's how it happens~ I need to read a few classes I have acces to etc.
the experimental vehicle mechanic being a courier was an idea I liked~

You could probably still use the idea even if you don't necessarily have the mechanical abilities to back it up! A mechanic (the class) who is an expert driver/pilot who is a professional courier is likely something the rules support. Maybe the exocortex is what makes you such a boss, or your drone gives you the support you need to be better than some average joe. I'd help you more directly, but I'm frankly not familiar enough with this rule set to offer more than encouragement!

Mazirek places his claw on the glowing panel after doing his best to provide a cheek swab. Hope this is good enough, but this implant with easily be worth it. Identification of allies is key.

"The Acquisitives are what brought me here. Heard through some colleagues that people like me can find steady work with the Society, so I'm giving it a go. Who is meeting this 'Radaszm' in the Nyori Palisades with me?" he asks, looking at each member of the latest Starfinder cohort.
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Culture: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Mazirek strides into the room with crisp strides. He extends a three-clawed hand to each of the other Starfinder Agents. "Mazirek," he says by way of introduction, clacking his mandibles together three times before continuing.

"Anti-Poaching Specialist. I don't think I've ever 'stared down the evils that lurk in the Dark Tapestry,' but I do my best to defend those that can't defend themselves," he explains. Always good to have an experienced leader, very prudent. Bodes well for us that the Society wants us trained properly.

"Are you small for your kind?" he asks Little Lendtech, tossing him the Shirren equivalent of a skeptical look. His antennae give his multifaceted eyes a once-over as he appraises the "little" Verthani.

Gummy Bear,

I like your concept personally. Looking at your build, I think you only get 6 skill points -- 4 from soldier, 2 from 14 intelligence, but I might have missed something.

One personal rule of mine -- always grab a melee weapon of some sort. Seems like you always need one sooner or later. Among other experiences, I had a technomancer who regretted having only a sidearm when the enemy suddenly got up close and personal. (I also advocate always having a ranged weapon for much the same reason .)

Thanks for looking it over! You're right, one of the earlier iterations of Mazirek had a 16 int and I never modified the skill points after dropping it. Fixed! Getting a melee weapon in there now too.

I was wondering what "kleptovoyant" meant! :)

For anyone who has taken a look at my character, from what I've been able to find on the internet, a level in soldier to start off a battlemage-type technomancer doesn't seem to be a bad idea (yay proficiencies!) so that's what I've done. Technomancer will be level 2 with an eye for buffing spells and utility.

I think I successfully made a new character! Wouldn't mind a second set of eyes to check the numbers and/or provide tips on how to do the same sort of character better. I like the idea of the Battlemage build offered in the Core Rulebook, so I tried to put that together.