Sad that it does not breathe, Pangea-Gamma is unable to puff its chest up, but it is nonetheless overly proud: "It is an honor to serve, and serve I shall - Field Agent Gamma!".
Purchased the record, will reduce by 50 Creds' (Chronicle sheet all fine)
Pangea dances around: "I'm a Starfinder Field Agent, I'm a Starfinder Field Agent!"
Thanks a lot for running this, yes! And I hope Bugman will be all okay!
Pangea pumps its fist: "Victory!"
Culture: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Mysticism: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
Life Science rolled above so I imagine cannot be done again
Pangea starts greeting the critter in Common, Akitonian, Ysoki, Drow, Goblin, Eoxian and Aklo, while, at the same time, turning his Subdermal Graft on and off - the one that shows the symbol of the Startfinder Society in its palm.
Life Science: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Gamma checks the alien out.
Pangea smiles.
Then it shows it comm' unit, opening the channel to speak slowly to the group: "The little critter is over here. In the adjacent, sealed off, room".
Pangea types away on the comm' unit, seeing if the little alien is interested in this.
Pangea steps in after its fellow android, and then tries to follow up on Lucky's analysis of the environmental controls to pinpoint the location.
Engineering: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Then, seeming to find a hint about the vents, Pangea pokes its head in--
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
--and peeks around the conducts.
Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Pangea checks the door, to see if it is really freezing, if it can harm...
"Where's Nuffin? Can I play with it too?"
Gamma casts Psychokinetic Hand to send some things toppling over in the room, to try and scare whoever is in there, hoping for a little squeal to see where they are hiding.
"All dark... why?"
If they get through the door, or in the halls outside if not, Pangea tries to see why the power is out.
Engineering: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Gamma is really amped up after having seen the Armada, and Space.
"A space ride! Yay!", says Pangea, ready to take the shuttle.
Pangea takes 10 for Day Jobs: 10+13=23 (or 46 Cr.)
Gamma spins around, and moves to the edge of the bridge.
The android generates arcane power via its comm link, sucking heat from the nearby bodies and devices... before venting it outward in a thermal wave that engulfs the two thugs.
DC 15 Reflex save for 1/2 fire damage: 2d8 ⇒ (2, 8) = 10
"Tomato. Your name is 'Tomato Smith' now!"
Pangea tries to recall ideas from life on the Station to solidify her alias.
Culture: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Last skill to use other the ones I have -1 in
Gamma offers to check into making a fake death certificate for her, so the android asks some personal questions to put the D.O.B. and such, and tries to hack in and file this death certificate.
Computers: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Then it will move over to the DFV (Department of Flying Vehicles} and check out it if it can sign a new identity up - "Is it okay if your new name is... Tomato Smith?". To start giving her fake ID papers.
Computers: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Finally, Gamma logs into the Bounty Hunters professional forum, and starts a thread about how it was able to terminate one Ceren, hacker, bounty placed by Blue Rise Towers, crime of hacking, to add to the information leading to people believing she is dead.
Profession Bounty Hunter: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14
"Might not work, but cannot be of harm".
"Not a bad idea... so, what do we need to do to help with this? Probably hack in somewhere to set up some papers: birth certificate and such for the new ID, and a death certificate for today".
"Respect, lady. That's some heavy duty ICE you cracked!"
Pangea bows to Ceren.
I have negatives in all social skills.
I could blast some Energy rays at the tomatoes?
Panges strides up beside Lucky: "We're not the people to be begging, the Corps you endangered are coming for you. Only we can help protect you. So drop the tomato act and spill the beans! Why'd you do it, kid?"
"By Triune, this is interesting! Do we know what was hacked?"
Serum: 1d8 ⇒ 6
Gamma calls out: "Not dying yet, and, yes Kai: nice work team!"
The android removes a Serum of Healing Mark I, and ingests it.
The bio-parts heal up, and the blood and silicon liquid stop flowing.
Then Gamma sits down to rest a bit too, looking at the dead pile of feathers: "By Triune, that was one angry bird!"
used the healing potion and +6 HP heals the 4 HP dam'
did a 10 min rest and spent 1 RP to raide SP to max'
Pangea has moved back pretty much
You are not a robot! You are an Android. And, yes it works if you understand the language
Bashed and winded by the first blow, than hit in its shoulder, Pangea sees blood and silicon fluid seeping out from its shoulder: "I am wounded....
The Android casts a second spell, sucking up more heat from the surroundings and channeling it out in another fan of flames... before moving away, making its way through the vats.
0/6 SP - 5/9 HP
Seeing this beast appear, and wondering if the feathers might not be nicely flammable, Pangea moves forward, passing between the big vats.
Coming up to the Alien, Pangea starts casting an Arcane techno-spell. As its circuits start flashing, the heat drains from the surrounding floor and objects, and even from Pangea's comrades who are close by.
Collecting in the Android's hands, the heat suddenly vents outward in a thermal wave originating from Pangea's fingers, engulfing the Alien in a sudden burst of crackling flames.
Debug and Bugman? This was planned!
Hope you're all good Bugman, and "only" swamped, but nothing serious.
Pangea will walk along, carefully, towards the little vehicle, wary of its surroundings...
Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
...or not.
Following the red line
Pangea nods to the guards: "Yes, we know... all cannot be Starfinders. Just look and learn".
Then, turning on his armor's flashlight, so others in need of light can see better, Pangea walks right in, its hands empty and raised to show it is unarmed: "We come in Peace".
Gamma prepares... and enters too.
"Well, one for me too then....", says a curious android, wanting to better understand these emotions.
Gamma will take a breather, well, a rest seeing as it does not breathe, when possible.
1 RP to recuperate the lost SPs
Fort': 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
"This is why I became a Starfinder?", Gamma thinks.
Hello all!
Tomorrow morning I'm off to Austria. Will be working a few days outside Vienna, and then moving to Vienna for a couple nights.
Should have Internet all the time, and be able to post twice a day, but, since I'm travelling for a week you never know what might wrong: in case I disappear that'd be the explanation.
"I agree with you, and will chip in to purchase this record. Poor thing sitting on its bench eating worms. Kind of want to put it out of its misery... This might cheer it up".
Gamma checks its databanks for images that fit--
Life Science: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Gamma looks at Lucky, types away on its comm' unit, and then looks back up, sending the image to all the group.
Star Sugar Heartlove
Gamma looks at the hobo eating its grubs on the park bench: "By Triune, thy will be done, mighty one, we shall find some derelict warehouse for you and your lofty goals! And let you laze around while we queue up to buy electro pop. Long live the Starfinders!"
Hello!
I will be flying out on Thursday, Oct' 5 (tomorrow) and then back on Monday, Oct' 9, and will be out in the Romanian countryside in between those dates.
I've arranged to have Internet access, so I should be able to post a couple times a day.
But I am giving this warning, so, in case I go dark, it'll be because something went wrong, so just bot me for those days if it happens.
Gamma jumps up and down, cheering: "Laboni! Laboni! LA-BO-NI!", before feeling a bit embarrassed as the android recovers it wits.
Gamma cheers: "Go Laboni!", as it waits to see if the racer will keep on moving ahead.
Pangea-Gamma tries to help Lucky track the moving targets, using its computer to aid in the speed compensation.
Gunnery Aid Another DC10: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Not sure I can help? Did not check spoiler
Pangea-Gamma types some coords' into its Comm' Unit, and helps a gunner's targeting...
Gunnery Aid Another DC10: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
+2 to shoot only, so I imagine I will be aiding - "To the left... err, no, the other left!"
Pangea-Gamma thinks, and then says: "Maybe we could name it The Seeker, for the Society?".
The android then looks around, to see how it can help.
Can we do Aid Another to help the pilot? (+6 Piloting)
For shooting I have 0 BAB & +2 Dex so not the best I imagine
Seeing what I posted, I'd go for +2 Piloting & base speed increased by 5 feet
Gamma is happy it all worked: "A bit more streamlined and better balance, the piloting should show less resistance. And the better exhaust brings more speed!".
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