RL happens, attention gets diverted. there's a real possibility that even I may suddenly have a lot less free time soon, but I'll cross the bridge if/when I come to it.
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Second that.
"Long as move as a squad, we shouldn't have any problems, yeah? Hey Kira, I think I got a little room, and I don't need to be the lightest anyway, any pieces I could carry?"
I just grabbed a rifle, a sidearm pistol, a knife, and a few grenades, along with tool and security kits for cracking open doors/terminals, and a datapad for...whatever. This guys' more about getting technology to cooperate, not blow it up, lol.
Securing the last bits of his armor, Perallus's voice now filtered through the helmet package as would a voice over a com as he made the last adjustments. "Relax, it'll be textbook. We land, shoot a few rebels, I crack the locks, we set some charges, and fly off with the explosion at our backs. Long as nobody runs off doing anything crazy, it should go smoothly. If we do it with enough speed, we might actually get some time to do some work on our personal gear tomorrow...with any luck."
Rifle, datapad, security kit, tool kit, a couple grenades, pistol, cable dispenser, combat knife... Running through a mental checklist as he went, Perallus suited up, securing each item, donning his helmet and checking his systems. Ok, helmet package is good to go, looks like a good sync...who in the galaxy chooses this font for the HUD... glancing at the thermal detonators, Perallus chuckles a bit. "So, who wants to carry the hot potatoes?"
"If we target the repulsor field first, though, we'll be tipping our hand and giving them time to regroup any troops that are suited up for zero-g or destroy any sensitive intel. In trying to make our mission easier, we might be shooting ourselves in the foot...Might have to just go for the main site and capture the whole thing in one move.
"Long as we get the right tools, shouldn't be a big deal. Just have to get our bearings, get in, rig the place, and get out in time for the fireworks." Perallus moves to suit up, grabbing a rifle, and looking for tool kits for security and machine work. "Wonder if the rebels ever customize their gear..." Checking over the rifle, he pauses a moment, eyes glancing to his arm through the visor. Maybe if I can miniaturize it first...
"Gonna be a busy day. Score one for Night Squadron." Perallus banks around and forms up on his squadron leader, preparing for docking sequence.
Yeah, saves posts for the good stuff. Besides, as I've come to understand it, the best time for an initiative reroll is when combat conditions change suddenly and/or drastically, breaking everyone's rhythm and forcing completely new reactions. Like, say, a whole fleet of rebel cruisers dropping out of hyperspace on top of us! or something crazy like that.
Perallus focuses his attention on the surrounded dune 6. "got him flanked, pilots. Let's burn him down."
Woo! Not me! nothin' like a malfunctioning ship on our first mission to skyrocket that morale, eh squad?
Uh oh. I don't envy the task of figuring out how to bow out a character in this situation...won't end well in any event. Take care though.
"Not today, boys. Dogfighting's not my style; you're gonna have to find a new dance partner."
Perallus pulls into a short exchange with the dunelizard, faking a turn and breaking the dogfight.
Another small suggestion for the players: in your alias's profile, under the class/levels field, would probably be good to put your squadron callsign like I've done here.
Perallus moves up to support his squadmates and focus fire on dune 4.
Side note: may I recommend the campaign info tab, or the top of the gameplay thread have the most current link to the battle map? Saves having to go dig for the post.
Heh, carryin' all the big guns and he's late for the pew-pew...
I think having all the initiative rolls happen at once saves a little time. No need to wait on someone to roll one die to see when their turn goes.
I concur. If rolling a check that would be a passive or automatic thing, i.e. perception, initiative, save, whatever, I have no objections to the DM rolling those if that will smooth out the game flow. Up to you, DM.
Perallus opens a comm channel to his squadmates. "Night leader, dunelizards outclass us in armor and shields, but we've got a slight edge in speed and firepower and they're big targets. They also likely have hyperdrives and extensive modification."
Dunelizards...
Perallus secures his helmet and checks his attachments, rather relieved that no one can see his face at the moment. Still not sure why I accepted this assignment. All I wanted to do was play around with the machines and computers, not get vaporized in a metal crate... He flexes his left arm slightly, musing over the indistinguishable feel of the cybernetics from the real thing. This arm better be worth it.
Yeah I joined the game, got my display name updated, I can see the map and everything, but I admit I got little time in with roll20 when I was introduced to it. Gonna have to get reacquainted.
Roll20, oh man, haven't used that in forever. gotta see if I remember my login...ok cool I'm in. Ok, so how we doin this?
Smart weapons. lol. Tech specialist to the rescue!
Hmm. Well, the only time I can see facing being an actual issue is during a dogfight, realistically. But since SE is a slightly more casual ruleset than some RPGs anyway, I don't see it as a big issue.
Perallus shakes his head as he logs out of the terminal. "No time for a tour I guess. Some people are so rude..." He makes a quick stop at his bunk to grab his rifle, and maintains a brisk jog for his designated hangar. As he nears his station, he finds himself chuckling under his helmet. Well, here's hoping I get to fix my own ship later.
Perallus takes a minute or two to stretch out the stiffness of the shuttle flight, then makes his way to the nearest network terminal. Alright, got some time before breakfast; time to get acquainted with this place. Let's have a little show and tell, shall we? He then begins to access the public network, gathering background data and unrestricted info, such as a brief history of the ship's service records, its inventory, its current command crew, and other pertinent details that aren't classified or encrypted.
Oh snap. +2 to +3, gotta be a least a cup size, yeah? Might have to bust out the tech specialist feat just to re-size your uniforms at this rate. Whoops, just saw what I did there...
Man, now I REALLY wish there was a more navigable reference document. Just found my new favorite variant rule: gear templates. Prototype gear can have TWO tech specialist mods, but treats a natural roll of 1-4 as an auto-miss and disable on weapons. I'd be savin' that baby for noncombat gear to squeeze an entire kit into one little box, heh. Or just bring extras in case of a bad roll. lol.
Perallus nods at Harry's suggestion. "Might catch up with ya in a bit, Calahan. Gotta get some exercise sometime, I guess." He pauses a moment at Melgora's enthusiasm, though. Her rifle...riiiight... "Well, soon as we get some free time, I plan to do some modifications to my own; was thinking about adding some storage space in my a...er, rifle, maybe increase the bolt cohesion for a little more punch. Maybe we should have the squad draw up a little wishlist sometime and we can just tag team the workload. Sound like a plan?"
Perallus's ears catch wind of talk of modifications and customization, and he clears his throat audibly. "Well, Te, sounds like we have something in common. I made a nice share of credits from time to time customizing gear for people on Coruscant, and I'm hoping they let me get my hands on our fighter craft later. We should set up a spot in the hangar for projects sometime. There's not many things people like more than having stuff that weighs half as much or that works twice as well."
Perallus looks around at the motley crew he's been teamed with and scratches his head. A twilek who looks like she should be a hutt dancer, some kind of acrobat, a gunslinger who looks like he should be part of some wookie hunting party, and a woman who looks like she's hunting US. And here I thought a cybernetic arm made me odd. Takes all kinds I guess. Perallus took a moment to glance around at the team before evaluating himself. Amongst this crew, nothing made him stand out at all. His hair was just barely starting to show strands of silver, but the rest of him was completely nondescript compared to the others. "Not sure what I'm lookin' forward to more: getting to tinker with things on this ship, or watching you guys go about your daily lives. Maybe I'll manage both. Going to be an interesting tour of duty here..."
Perallus shrugs and shoulders his duffel bag. "Workaholic, huh. One in every troop, I guess. I'm gonna go settle in and get acquainted with our new home." The heck did that guy do to get clearance for that kinda beard? Musta saved some brass under fire or something. Perallus will make his way to his designated bunk, and, once settled, will then explore the ship and stop by a computer terminal to start gathering general information and background on the ship and its crew.
"fight fire with fire, huh? Sounds alright to me. Lieutenant Perallus Alden. Pretty cool we just now got here and already have a squad name. Let's go find our bunks; I need a walk after that trip."
In other words, fly well enough to get promoted to a better craft, pronto.
Well, when you have to build THOUSANDS of the things, you kinda have to balance quality with quantity, no? Let's hope we're on the high end of that scale, shall we? Or better yet, let our tech specialists get ahold of those badboys for a few weeks.
One challenge at a time, squadmate. One challenge at a time...
Apparently, getting hit in a dogfight is out of the question. We'll have to spend some time in the hangar installing shields or something, eh?
Really? We're at risk of losing one already? We haven't even started!
Patience is a virtue, not just for Jedi. Quality over speed, IMHO.
Never downplay the task of creating identities for that many NPCs. I've been slowly grinding out meat for my own homebrew campaign world for years and I've never even run it. I'm a bit of a perfectionist in that regard I guess, but no bravado: it's hard.
Yeah, I'm kinda puzzled at the decision to have us both in the same squad, actually. We're almost carbon copies of each other, crunch-wise. You got demolitionist, I got extra damage for rifles. You may wish to re-read core creation, I think you forgot your HP for levels 2-5, and your defense scores don't seem to be totaled up, among other things. Wouldn't want you to go down with a single shot, heh. Also, I'm having trouble understanding your skills. Are the italics your trained ones? You didn't list any totals or anything like that, so I'm kinda confused. Just want to make sure we've counted everything up before we're at the mercy of the dice, y'know? On the upside though, between you and me, we can have our entire squad decked out in the latest custom gear in a matter of days, heh.
wow. and the hits just keep on rolln'.
More free crunch? Well, as long as it's universal, it's fair, so I guess it's hard to complain, right? Free armored defense it is. Oh, and the omegadex? Yeah. that's a winner. Keepin' that.
Well, if I'm gonna specialize in stuff like tech specialist, starship designer, and all the gadgety, doohickey tinkering stuff, then it doesn't hurt to have someone specced the other way to take up the slack. I'll try to make sure I'm no slouch with a rifle, but I'm no Jango Fett...
Sorry bout the silence there, have to remember that I'm not receiving updates on my main profile until I've posted once. Lets see... cat-fights and innuendo? Bring it on. SFW? Eh, gotta compromise somewhere, right? I'm on board. The designation thing escaped me until now; good thing somebody had that sorted out beforehand. As for close quarters? Well a rifle can still do the job, and I'll have a blaster pistol on hand too. I don't really see myself as the heavy combat specialist. Looking over it objectively now, I seem to have painted myself as the party skillmonkey crafter. Heh. Old habits die hard. Huh. funny random thought: got a haircut recently and noticed all the silver comin out on my sides. Makes me look a little more like my avatar here. LOL.
Hmmm...kinda felt like my guy was a semi-sniper, but I think mel's going to end up my upperclassman on that one. We'll be one hell of a duo, though. If you're seen, you're dead. Leave the doors and stubborn computers to me, though. I'm like an electronic 007. No machine can resist my charms. <_< >_> That sounded much more awkward after the thought...
Just noticed the paizo store has a set of chocolate dice. omg. Do want. |