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Janzi basks in the adulation that comes with saving the Pact Worlds, and seems equally as pleased by being a bad example parental units use to admonish their spawn. Generally, though, he ignores the philosophical debates about whether vaporizing an entire civilization was the Right Thing To Do, instead focusing on the Better Them Than Me side of the discussion.

After touring Near Space — twice — on speaking engagements both lucrative and wearisome, Janzi eventually meanders his way back to his home world of Castrovel, somehow finding himself ruler of the lashuntan city-state Qabarat — its former ruler Lady Morana Kesh vansihed as quickly as if she had been shot into the sun aboard an ancient warship. His rule appears to involve no power whatsoever, merely requiring attracting enough attention that no one wonders who's actually in charge.

This suits him.

Qabarat, meanwhile, remains steadfastly independent of the other corporate entities of Castrovel, as it did under Lady Morana Kesh.

Many years later, Janzi vanishes as quickly as though he, too, had been shot into the sun aboard an ancient warship. The citizens of Qabarat lament his passing as a declined nation-state would mourn the loss of any unelected, monarchical figurehead.

Janzi arches an eyebrow. You're going to let some primitive, run-of-the-mill fail-safe program stop you?

Janzi looks over Hack-It's shoulder and grimaces. Hate to admit it, but he's right, the lashunta says. Bred and trained for war. Not sure a mindwipe is gonna do more than postpone the inevitable rise of some Sivv megalomaniac.

He takes the camera from Munro and shuts it off. Might be another solution, but I'm not smart enough to figure it out. He turns to Gig. What do you think?

Fine, wipe 'em instead of mindwiping 'em, Janzi says. So, shoot Ark Prime into the sun?

Janzi nods. Nature vs. nurture. A mindwipe gives them a clean slate to become what they'll become. Might be the same, but might not.

Attitude and approach are major factors to development. Like, we don't hate all ysoki, he adds, giving a nod to Gig. Just some. Or fewer than some.

Hack-It wrote:

"It's a pretty bold move to ask five people who just spent the better part of who knows how long fighting the sivv this whole question. This is something for the politicians to figure out, not us," Hack-It says, irritation showing. "How often do you ask your army's soldiers this question? After we just saved the cheese for everyone in the solar system, maybe figure this one out yourselves? Because you aren't getting unbiased opinions here."

"You're no soldiers, you're literally the Saviors of the Pact Worlds. Have you seen the 'vids? They're calling you the Starstone Saviors."

Janzi starts to excitedly bring up the vids, then hesitates a moment as he ponders the decision they face. He turns the comlink off again.

What if we mindwipe 'em all?

Janzi switches off the comlink a moment. Find some uninhabited rock with zero tech, he says to the Ysoki twins, and we'll see if we can recommend that as the drop-off point for the Sivv.

Janzi is looking over the rest of the party for wounds and freezes as Hack-It makes his announcement, shaking his head as he gets back to work. *Admiral* Hack-It should go down with his ship, he thinks to himself.

After being satisfied that the rest of the group isn't going to keel over in a moment, he takes 10 and then sets off to find the fungal colony and the scutoid advertising AI.

Janzi brings Dunk up once more as he shouts over his shoulder, Is there a self-destruct on that thing? Might be time to activate it.

Janzi repeats himself. You're not done yet, dammit, he says, his hands moving like a blur with the haste circuit.

Janzi spends an RP to reuse healing touch, then gives Dunk an Empowered healing touch. Heals 90 hit points.

He draws out a life fluid hypopen and wishes he had another standard action. But then who doesn't wish for more time to do something, however stupid?

Janzi, using his haste circuit, races over and delivers an empowered healing touch on Dunk. Heals 90 hit points.

This is no time to lie down on the job, he admonishes gently. These holos are gonna put me down in short order, but here's hoping you can avenge me.

FYI, white force field leaves hit points at 38. Certainly not great, but better than 23. >.>

Janzi slides toward the nearest pillar and takes advantage of it, activating his haste circuit and moving ducking behind another, trying to shut the holo generation down.

Mysticism: 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (12) + 30 = 42

Spell penetration, because SF spells aren't nerfed enough: 1d20 + 18 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 18 + 4 = 39

DC 30 Fort: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
Janzi slides toward the nearest pillar but manages to keep his feet, turning his attention back to Vheiransch and maneuvering between the Sivv and Hack-It. Work faster, Hack, Janzi admonishes, lashing out at what remains of the Sivv's mind.

mind thrust: 15d10 ⇒ (7, 9, 10, 6, 7, 8, 5, 6, 9, 8, 9, 6, 7, 8, 5) = 110
DC 25 Will vs. feebleminded Sivv, hopefully a decent shot at full damage

DC 30 Fort: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24 fail, closest to pillar on his right.

Janzi slides 10 ft toward his right, then activates his haste circuit and races toward Vheiransch (movement provokes from Holo-Dunk and Holo-Janzi).

He tries another spell on the Boss Sivv, because it's better than shooting at it. Cast feeblemind, DC 25 Will.

Spell Pen roll, if necessary: 1d20 + 18 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 18 + 4 = 42

DC 30 Fort: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26 fail
Janzi is dragged 10' toward the 1d2 ⇒ 2 pillar on his right.

DC 22 Refl: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28 pass, half of 34, so 17 damage
At the last moment, he ducks behind Gig and avoids much of the acid and sonic blast.

Janzi moves into the room (provokes from Holo-Booker, if applicable) and finds himself with the same conclusion as Booker, that Vheiransch should be the key target. He sends a splash of his own essence at the Sivv leader. Cast level 6 soul surge, DC 25 Refl. Janzi loses 24 HP.

ranged attack using WIS instead of DEX vs EAC: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (9) + 20 = 29
force, piercing: 24d8 ⇒ (5, 6, 7, 5, 3, 6, 5, 6, 6, 7, 3, 4, 5, 8, 1, 5, 4, 8, 2, 4, 4, 1, 7, 6) = 118

Right behind ya, Janzi says.

Moved the pogs.

”We should count ourselves lucky that we did not run into an evil Gig Razorbyte! Can you imagine what kind of music he would’ve played?!”

Snodgrass music, I'm sure, Janzi says. He has no idea what "snodgrass music" is, but it sounds dreadful.

As Booker and Dunk share a smoke, Janzi pulls out his nullspace and starts stacking grenades on one of the terminal tables. Hey, Hack, what can we cobble together with these things? Anything making a big enough boom to send this ship into the sun or something?

Janzi has: temporal disruption grenades (x8), mk3 shock grenade, mk2 screamer grenades (x6), mk5 frag grenades (2), mk6 grenade scrambler. Also have in the party stash: screamer grenade, Mk IV (x5), pulse grenade, Mk IV (x3), degeneration grenade (x3).

Well, it's not as annoying as the real thing, but it's working on it.

pew: 1d20 + 18 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 18 - 4 = 30
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (3, 1, 3, 2, 4, 3, 1) + 7 = 24
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 1, 6) = 17

Then a swap of battery packs to shoot Hack-It more.

No, no, he means the fake one.
Really.

Recharged. 80/80 charges remain.

Janzi fires more shots than usual — maybe because the fight is nearly won, or maybe because it looks like Hack-It. Or, quite probably, both. Full attack action

pew: 1d20 + 18 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 18 - 4 = 20
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 6, 6, 5, 2, 5, 1) + 7 = 34
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 3, 3) = 17

pew: 1d20 + 18 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 18 - 4 = 23
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 6, 1, 4, 5, 3, 2) + 7 = 33
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 5, 2) = 13

Motivations aside, his aim is off.

8/80 charges remain.

Janzi keeps shooting. Continue on faux Dunk, moving to faux Hack-It next.

pew: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 27
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 4, 1, 6, 6, 6, 2) + 7 = 33
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 6, 4) = 17

16/80 charges remain.

Can we shoot Hack-It? I mean, fake Hack-It? Well, maybe I mean fake Hack-It...

Janzi continues to focus fire, though, this time on erzatz Dunk.

pew: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (1) + 18 = 19
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 6, 1, 6, 5, 6, 6) + 7 = 38
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 1, 3) = 12

His desire to shoot the imitation Ysoki is evident.

20/80 charges remain.

Janzi's round will depend on the result of Dunk's Fort save. Yes, he's quite likely to succeed, but if he doesn't...

Tempting as it is to shoot the synthetic Hack-It — or the real one, for that matter — it makes sense to try and focus fire. So, he moves up and shoots at the erzatz Booker.

pew: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (13) + 18 = 31
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 5, 2, 3, 3, 5, 6) + 7 = 32
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 5, 6) = 15

24/80 charges remain.

Janzi uses the party's telepathic link. Sharing the info in the spoiler above.

Gig, why don't you try that psychokinetic hand thing to fetch, so no one loses any appendages?

Janzi hangs in the doorway and tries to work out what the intent of the color display is.

Culture +23, Life Science +24, Mysticism +30.

Janzi yanks Munro over and ensures he takes a long shot of Hack-It in the oversized helm, at the least-flattering angles possible and for maximum ignominy — which might work, if the Ysoki had any shame whatsoever. No, no, closer in, make sure you get his entire head.

When Hack-It is finally done playing around, Janzi yanks a visscreen off the mount and hands it to Dunk. For the next time you get angry, he says, motioning to Munro to pan the room and falling into step behind Booker.

We can shoot you too, you know, Janzi says, doing just that.

pew vs. Sivv: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 6, 6, 3, 2, 5, 3) + 7 = 34
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 2, 4) = 15

28/80 charges remain.

Janzi joins Booker in answering pain with pain, though he's not nearly as fast or efficient. He does, however, shoot over Gig's head.

pew vs. Sivv: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (14) + 18 = 32
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 3, 3, 1, 2, 6, 6) + 7 = 30
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 1, 4) = 7

32/80 charges remain.

Janzi nods as Booker fires away. Makes more sense than trying to talk to 'em, he reasons. Fanatics so rarely listen to reason.

pew vs. Sivv: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (16) + 18 = 34
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 1, 1, 6, 1, 4, 3) + 7 = 28
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 3, 5) = 10

36/80 charges remain.

Take 10 on Perception for 44.

Janzi has been feverishly arguing with Munro since the aqlath moved on. What do you mean, "it just didn't record?" How can you miss such a poignant moment as that, where they found their history and might no longer be extinct? Hmm? Oh, it's not working right? Well, fix it, that's what I pay you fNO YOU'RE NOT ASKING HACK-IT FOR HELP, THAT'S LIKE ASKING A VOGON FOR A LIFT OR A SIVV FOR SOME MERCY!

Eventually Janzi makes his way back to the group, muttering to himself about the help.

Her body, her choice, Janzi replies with a telepathic shrug. Also her funeral, I suppose.

Janzi nods. Do whatcha gotta do, mate, he says, noting the fate that awaits Absalom Station if they fail. Wait, does that happen to a non-planet if it gets perished? Hmm. Well, let's not find out.

Well, then, you'll come back to Absalom Station with us, Janzi says. It tends to be a welcoming place for all. Even Hack-It here.

Janzi takes 10 on Sense Motive for 42, and takes 10 on Perception for 44.

Assuming he buys the story, Janzi holsters his weapon and steps forward, sending a quick If it's a trick, shoot without prejudice telepathically to his companions as he offers to touch the aqlath.

If the offer is accepted, he will mindlink with them and share the story of Absalom Station and the imminent threat the Ark Prime presents, and also the deals made with the fungi and the moon giants previously.

Moved pogs.

Janzi is uncharacteristically quiet, studying the shape for any indication of what it might be. He's expecting a Sivv, of course, but they've met many non-Sivvs already on the Sivv vessel.

Moved everyone else.

Janzi turns to Gig. Get in there and see what you can do, he says, gesturing at the computer equipment. And you can bring your ysoki sidekick too, if you want.

Or lay down, that works too, Janzi says after a heartbeat.

Janzi moves to get a better shot at MechaSivv.

pew: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (17) + 18 = 35
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 4, 4, 6, 6, 3, 4) + 7 = 36
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 2, 2) = 11

40/80 charges remain.

Sivv funerals are my favorite, Janzi says, pulling out his wounding military degenerator pistol and hoping to do more than just wound the warmaster.

pew: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (18) + 18 = 36
acid & sonic: 7d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 1, 6, 5, 1, 4, 4) + 7 = 30
plus degeneration, if a crit: 4d6 ⇒ (5, 2, 1, 2) = 10

44/80 charges remain.

Best advertisement ever, Janzi says, moving behind Booker. Though, it'd be nice to know how they're numbered, I suppose.

Janzi makes a mental note to use the scutoid as a sponsor when they finally defeat the Sivv Empire, and follows its motion.

Janzi creates a mindlink with the entity and conveys the scope of the sivv threat, what the five of them aredoing there, and the promises made to the moon giants and to the fungi previously.

Hold up a nanosecond, Janzi says, concentrating on the scutoid a moment.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (15) + 32 = 47

To Janzi he says, "You done talking with the commercials? Do I need to find the speaker system and disconnect it?"

You mean the speaker system in your head? Or just disconnect your head? Janzi says. Either way, I approve. Be my guest, go ahead and try.

After rehearsing a bit in his mind, Janzi speaks.