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Mujina would need another game but with my health issues at the moment, it is better that I do not get into anymore games. Its has been super fun though and maybe Mujina will catch up with the other skitters later down their careers.

Sorry about the absences.

I always forget to buy guns on my melee characters. UGH.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

"You just wait till they get me close enough! I'm gonna be all over you like fire on a sun or something else that is really close to something." Mujina attempts to taunt climbing towards the edge of the vehicle waiting for his chance.

Same square isn't the same as engaged right? If so I don't think there is much I can do. Still figuring out the system.

Yeah, I will need to GM something to get that other 1 xp.

"Maybe I should pick up a rifle? I usually prefer launching myself at them." Mujina says as he attempts to lash out at the other car's gunner.

Entropic Strike vs EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Damage: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

"Oh man, oh man, oh man! Get me close enough and I am gonna jump on them!" Mujina says excitedly as he climbs aboard.

"Good thing I took a bite of that bar, might take a lot of energy to yank this open!" Mujina says patting his stomach and getting ready in case he is needed.

"Oh no, not us. Never met something so big be so polite!" Mujina says remembering their time on the mission.

"That one works for me. And so does this." Mujina agrees with the direction then takes a bite of the bar being offered to Buddy, as they move forward.

"What a mess this shimmerstone has become but I feel like I take a little bit less of a beating each mission. So there is that." he sighs.

"Just a little winded, I just need a breather! That is an improvement over my usual beatings, heh." Mujina says laying backwards on the ground next to the Shohbad.

He thinks about the message, "Those tentacled troublemakers we tackled in the tavern...if they are involved then maybe there is a connection to the experiments from before? Performance enhancing drugs, I have seen gladiators drop from those before?" he thinks outloud.

"OW! Okay, the shots don't hurt nearly as much as that!" Mujina says getting angrier and sending that energy into his weapon. Gained 1 EP from damage.

In retaliation he strikes out with his taclash.

Move Action: Spend 1 EP to add 1d4 damage. My AC drops by 1 as I now have no EP.
Entropic Strike via EAC @ White: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Damage (Acid & Bludgeoning): 1d3 + 3 + 1d4 ⇒ (3) + 3 + (1) = 7

Don't forget Mujina is giving +1 to ranged attacks due to threatening.

"Big tough guys. Good thing I am tougher!" Mujina says before lashing out with his taclash and flexing with a spare arm. He channels entropic energy through his weapon increases its effect but leaving himself more vulnerbable.

Move Action: Spend 1 EP to add 1d4 damage. My AC drops by 1 as I now have no EP.
Entropic Strike via EAC @ White: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Damage (Acid & Bludgeoning): 1d3 + 3 + 1d4 ⇒ (3) + 3 + (1) = 7

"Ouch!" Mujina says as the needle pinches.

"Nothing is too tough for a crew of Skitterwinners! You got this Ayoka!" Mujina cheers while throwing a few soft punches at the door.

Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"Bolgin, pull the rope and sound the horn!" Mujina periodically asks as he gets bored watching the drab terrain. After arriving, he climb sout quickly to stretch his legs.

"Ominous, definitely going to have to fight something or things in there." he remarks as he heads into the facility.

Mujina finishes up clearing out the riff-raff and peeks over the shoulders of the techy-manders.

"Oh, we have coordinates. Good! Time to get to the bottom of this...I wonder what the clues will be?" he muses.

"Ooof, that isn't my specialty but I can lift these guys to help the bouncer while we work on it." Mujina says also being quite useless with most technology.

"Just one more, Keeper. Then we an celebrate with more drinks." Mujina cheers as he strikes out once again.

Entropic Taclash vs. EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Damage (A & B): 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Coordinated Shot: +1 to any ranged attack when I threaten the foe.

"Ah, something for me to do. Which device are we handing over? One moment, I need to get closer with this loud music. Sorry for any mess Keeper!" Mujina says as he moves to protect the dancer before lashing out with his weapon at the green garbed merc.

Entropic Taclash: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Damage (A & B): 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Coordinated Shot: +1 to any ranged attack when I threaten the foe.

"A couple dozen skitterfists usually work well as a truth serum!" Mujina says flexing as they look for the dancer.

"The dancer wasn't being completely honest then! Also who was the hooded figure. The mystery!" Mujina exclaims as they watch and discuss.

"Can we make a copy of the footage showing our guy?" he asks with a smile and a few thumbs up.

I only watched through Friends once and totally missed the link when I was catching up on the game, haha.

Mujina has spent a large amount of time in the gym facilities of the Brotherhood rather distracted by some things he is handling back on Vesk-3.

Arriving on the next planet, the drink hit him like a truck or furball who hasn't had a drink in a long time. His stupor kept him arm wrestling patrons till Buddy drags him off.

"Okay, okay. I am okay." Mujina adds as he tries to get some paws on the ground.

He looks over the suspects, "Bouncers don't do well with charm...neither do I but I can try to scare something out of him. He the one with access to the cameras?"

And this is why you make sure to dot your game. Thank you Farol!

Name: Agent Eclipse
Character Name: Mujina
SFS ID and character number: 54329-706
Faction: Acquisitives
Day job Roll: Profession: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Mujina works to make sure the jinsul bodies are "secure".

"This guy doesn't trust those things...ever hear story of Deceased Space? Dead things never dead!" he says shivering while he wraps cables around them before hauling them into storage.

Thank you for the chronicle!

Yeah, I have been putting GM credits elsewhere so that means Mujina is only just dinging 2 now.

"Haha yeah...I may have thought you were one of these jerkholes here. Almost whipped ya!" Mujina adds hoping the crew member will flee but he is quickly assaulted by the space-tick.

"Yugh! Why always me?" he says before flicking his taclash up as he infuses it with energy.

Move: Entropic Pool.
Standard: Attack.

Entropic Strike via Taclash versus EAC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage (B & A): 1d3 + 3 + 1d3 ⇒ (3) + 3 + (2) = 8

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

"Yeeouch! Should go ahead and shave all my fur off at this point...jerks!" Mujina growls as he spins the flames out, putting his momentum into another strike as he moves out of the way.

Move: Guarded Step.
Standard: Attack.

Entropic Strike via Taclash versus EAC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Damage (B & A): 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Oh yeah. Sorry thought that was another of the alien baddies. Good thing I didn't smack the scientist.

My lash has a 10 foot reach so I was attacking from where I was.

Entropy Pool 1.

Entropic Strike via Taclash versus EAC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Damage (B & A): 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"Time to work these guys over for what they have done!" he roars while lashing out at the closest one.

"I have never seen one of the Jinsuls in my arenas but they can't be worse than a cornered Pahtra and a Vesk who hasn't had their coffee. I can lead the way." Mujina says flexing his lash.

"Oh...we were too late to save them all." Mujina wails before stopping abruptly, anger in his eyes.

"We gotta hurry to save the others and take them Jinsuls down!"

"You ever open a door for someone that sounds nice and then they aren't? Mujina asks as they prepare to open the door.

Athletics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Athletics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Mujina tries to scale the side of the ship a couple times before falling backwards, "Yeah...probably right. The ship is really slippery. Maybe make a skitter tower to get someone up."

Mujina snaps out of his lethargy and starts rolling furiously towards the jinsuls.

Move, Move, Move (Hyper)

My deepest apologies about my absence. Shortly after the move I was hospitalized and just got released 2 days ago.

Tomorrow is my last day in the country then I will be headed back to the United States (oh boy! wish me luck lol). I will be slow to post till I get settled in a few days.

"Szama, careful to not find whatever in here wants to kill us. There has to be something." Mujina says, staying close while the other Skitters keep working.

"All clear." Mujina says peeking in and leading the way. He is unsure of all the equipment and instead stays wary of any dangers.

"Hope I don't need to be plugged up to any of this..." he whispers as he listens to the next door and peeks through.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

"Good thing too! I might need that by the time this is over...we had buckets of antiseptic we would poor over each other in the arena..." Mujina says grumbling as he gets back up to his feet and rejoining the others.

He makes sure his lash is ready, "There is trouble in here somewhere! The jailers and maybe the jailed...could be more experimentation!" he says looking over the room again before peeking out the next door.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Woops missed the save.

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

"I am not sure, perhaps it some cosmic vendetta! Either way, I can't even get used to it because it is something new smacking me each time!" Mujina chuckles painfully.

"YEEEEEEOUCH! screams Mujina as his fur spikes out through any holes in his armor which is now exhuasted.

0 SP. 8/9 HP. I don't mind taking a rest.

He gets out and lays down on the ground letting out a low droning whine, "Sp-sparky...gonna lay here for a bit."

"Oh, this could only go extremely terribly. Maybe we should test it with one or two first?" Mujina says stepping into the airlock and putting up some of his free hands.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

"Oh...woe. Our nu-contacts may just be in danger. Perhaps all the shots missed and hit the wall." Mujina laments pointing at the signs of gunfire along the wall.

"WHAT!? Here? I knew we should have made them Starfinders." Mujina says on guard waiting for the button push and heading through the door.

"They better be in danger! Or I am gonna whop them!" Mujina angrily mutters as they pass through the blue forcefield.

He takes position at the front in case any threats appear, he positions himself near the panels.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

Mujina spends the time travelling either slumped into uncomfortable positions being rather moody or hyper polishing the entire crews gear till it shines...or breaks.

"So much of nothing to do." he mutters.

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When the communication begins, he immediately joins the comms from the nearest panel.

"Yeah, that is us--THAT IS US--" he begins to curse back at the comms as the klaxons goes off, racing towards one of the gunnery stations.

He stats preparing for anything that needs to be fired at.

"I don't know but they didn't even let me introduce myself and if they want to give it they better be able to TAKE IT." he says shaking his joysticks.