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"Given limited time, resources. What is the goal for GD? Are we wanting primary in-out with low impact-weapons for when things go bad. Or is the goal shock and awe entry?" "Given Henri's disposition, I wager less violence is the goal. Stealth, Sensors and emergency weaponry seems apt. Stealth for getting in, and to help GD be safe when we're not there as well."
More zooommiessss. I never looked at starfinder enhanced much, but it might be useful for future stuff.
Yeah, there are some good chunks in the Mech books as far as logistics that alreayd exist for "upgrading" things. Fair shot a lot of that could easily be adapted for it.
Depending on what you and the GM likes. Off hand I think Mechas are the easiest almost 1:1 I dont' actually remember how big GD is, but if it isn't massive, you/Tarren could also arbitrarily chose a vehicle to replicate it. though most vehicles are slower than Henri in a chase. and I'm not sure if ya'll want to get that granular.
Nanocyte is a lot of fun, but for the first few levels you don't get a ton from the mechanics on it. It is really a class you go all in on, but its nice having items at the ready (lot of action economy issues though). What were you wanting from it? just justification for the Nanite connection? I feel like you're already in a homebrew class so might as well stick to it. The ship feels more like a story driven feature not a class feature. Though if we start driving it into danger then it might be a bit of weirdness.
could also look at archetypes. there are a few somewhat usfeul ones
I don't think there was a stated statblock before. Or at least I didn't note one, and I didnt' see anything looking up Gay Deceiver.
Happy late birthday.
Oh dear I gotta try catching up.
Turning his head slightly, "This world has coffee, mine did not-Though that is being worked on last I knew. Also..this is their lab not ours. How about we clear the room...? There's a cafe down the street if you prefer. Or 'we' should have an office around here. Probably, unless they needed it." he offers in rebuttel. This is not their lab to override.
TIlting his head a bit "You certainly area chipper Zellgato. Well, questions are fine but we shall not be operating or tearing holes, causing a paradox, at least not near their experiements. Too many unhappy entities listing around the Shuffle-pathways."[b] Nodding at the group [b]"Up to you lot. Friendly rivalry spurs inspiration better than a real cup of fresh brewed coffee and a donut. But not everyone enjoys the pressure. How do you lot feel?"
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After a coursary paranoia scan of the new Zellgato, "I see you are a fan of hyperbole and flair. I'm amicable to friendly wagers. However, given my functional luck in life. I would rather assume the best version will be the one we don't ever meet-Or more aptly, they'll probably be evil and invade us in a few years." giving a shrug as if to say to the sets in the room/across the video feed Eh. It happens Continuing on" So, whats the bet?"
... "I'm rather certain regardless of intent, any camera that small is certainly a spycamera, but multiuseful. Although, I do question-does the small version record only small events, or can you perverbial zoom out?" inquiring first his Leopold, then turning to the other group for crosschecking. "How long have you been gaming?" Waiting for areply before he continues with a thought."Hmm. I've always wanted to do this with a different set, perhaps it'll work differently with simulcast veresions as opposed to repeated timeline versions.. When I count to zero. Both sets of you state a number between 1 and 9,999." Zellgato raises his hand and counts down on his fingers and calls out "zero".
Kevin gets back to you with some helpful information. This intern is new and has never met you before. They probably are mistaking you for another Zellgato. Your scan reveals the intern is human, slightly underweight, and poorly nourished.... Zellgato shoots an emoji of a beer to Kevin as thanks, "Young Leopold, I'll be happy to come listen. Although you are mistaking me for a different professoinal, it isn't uncommon however. So please start your project presentation from the initial.", flipping out a protien bar and dropping it into their hand as he ushers them forward.
Zellgato holds up his finger "One moment please, I don't want to loose my train of thought. " Pulling his comms up, texting Kevin a quick "Photo/ID of current interns please." before palming his phone and turning to the intern. "My apologies for the brevity." "Sure. Experiments are interesting. When was the last lecture? The last topic?" While the intern answers, Zellgato will pull a datapad acting as if he's looking at a calendar or looking up a topic.
Tunning back to Phade. "I've got no specific plans, Did something need doing around here I am equipped for? At worst, I can help with paperwork for a few days." gesturing aruond.
"Unity, if you bag a chupa. I've got a running bet on what they taste like. Can you bring me back some?" Zellgato pleads.
"I can think of a few possibilities. That said, if there isn't one up to standards. There will be soon enough. Handy being a paradoxical existance. Except for sometimes things tasting like that purple children's medicine at the strangest times. " Pausing a moment, "They didn't go insane because of that whole 'Zellgato who has a grandchild-who-is-a version of a Zellgato' thing did he? We'd feel bad about that... I'll throw a few feelers out. Additionally, we're all pretty good at handling insanity..I think."
Raises a hand in hello "Phade. You keeping up with the vitamins, and healthy eating to mitigate the stress of your position?.. and considering an admin assistant search? There's probably a Zellgato or two looking for retirement I could hunt down."
Zellgato raises an eyebrow (Behind the mask) and tries to descern what the half second pause was about. His constant companion-paranoia- speaking to his medulla oblongata, his subconcious playing through a quick set of theories
GM if you want to know his head: Zellgato may well have seen or worked with and forgot, in the past. But given the "perfect body" "high IQ" combined with his pause for Unity, Zellgato's paranoia says "Hello, we know some smart doctors who are problematic and pursuing perfection"
"Do we.. know a atypical shiny superhero in tights?" Zellgato comments as they prep to land. "If not, I suppose we should call Phade."
Zellgato gives a thumb up. [b]"Not a captain in my military, and BT doesn't do..ranks... But you are indeed the captain of this ship. Captain, partner and a form of owner depending on your respective perception on AI construct legal terms."[/b[
"On the converse; humans requrie the perverbial "Downtime" as a form of self maintaince for mind and body. Without imbibing upon his urges and desires, Theo very well likely would break down and create issues or mistakes. To wit, you've talked to Henri while he was forgoing sleep and rest, did you not note a decrease in his ability levels?" Zellgato posits and refutes to show case the different perspective.
Huh. Do you not enjoy your alone time or quiet time? Do you not have a feature to experience vacations, or have a feature for lonliness? Or is it a matter of boredom?"
"Regardless, we should accompany at least part of the way. I realize I am the paranoid one, however, we did technically work against some of that organization. So, we should keep an eye out, for a while at least. Time is confusing with them after all.
"This feels expensive, but perhaps Kai would be a good one to ask back at BT. Last I knew they were still employed, however I haven't kept up much in the few years. It would seem, you can take the traveling merc out of his apocolypose but not the traveling out the merc." Zellgato snags a napkin, pops a purple inked calligraphy pen, and doodles on it, to help the group think about weapons with a little visuals.
"I"m uncertain why a competition with risk of death here, is any different than a combat sport on any other planet, or the building damage from most physical impact sports." taking a moment. "I would say, at least those particpating here are fully aware of the risks, as opposed to the slow damage over time." "Does the ship have a preference on weaponry Henri?"
"If we're lacking magical inclinations, there certainly are folks who can pick up that slack. I dabbled, but it seems effectively opposite of my studies, although there are others I know who are more adept at it." Zellgato notes, their general skillsets lean towards technology. "Albiet our ship travels effectively, speaking of which. Wand School... Will the wand remain with you, or is it BT property?"
"Four words.Theo.... Hot Dog Eating Competition. True test of modern humanity."
Zellgato takes his mask off briefly, [b]"A Sabbitcal for education and for your relationship seems apt and reasonable. I have to imagine you've built up a great deal of PTO...After all while it was short for you, you were on mission for a few years for us."[b] then replaces his mask.
DM, for Zellgato's intent:
Yawning but also heading to the bed, despite the relative safety of the ship, Zellgato keeps to built up habits. Placing a small stickyalarm on the door that pulls if it slides open. Sitting down on the floor and meticiulously dismantling his rifle pice by piece until what remains is the frame of his old captiains gone. He spends an hour polishing pieces and reseating the materials.
Shaking his head, and taking out a small container of alcohol he sips on it. Thinking is painful and tiring. So he takes a long shower, washing off the grime and sweat. He considers making breafkast in the morning if the ship has a galley. Waffles perhaps?
Stetching out his back a bit, wondering if he's getting old. "Henri, Should we be concerned their security will follow our trail? I can't imagine it would be difficult for what they have." Twisting his waiste to stretch his spine until it pops, "We probably should look into extending our short range comms, for when we're too far from the ship. I'm also going to sleep on the ship for now. I don't run off my stims as well as when I was younger."
Zellgato, as his habit up to this point when they've been off world, instead of partaking upon the guest food. He pulls out his own canteen of cold coffee and rations to consume.
"Pretty sure, unless I catch you outdoors 300 meters or more away, that you'll win a fight Unity. So, please attempt to avoid issues. Or give me a warning to get distance and height...
"Depends on what is being served. I hold no opposite currently to taking our time for your metabolism Unity. " Zellgato shrugs a bit on it. "IF you are seized by a compulsion. How would you prefer we play it Unity?"
Was there a door to this room, or was it an open hallway to a room? if there was a door. Did they open it with a button, or was it automatic and or probably the AI door control?
Zellgato follows up with Unity and the others into the vehicle, but attempts to sit in a fashion that would give Theo and Unity room to move if need be.
He'll however, record and note Montgomery's explaination of the shuffle physics.He refrains from speaking nor questioning, as a result of limiting himself from outburts driven by his own emotional issues with "World changing apocolypse" level muking about they speak of as if it was a footnote.
"...How many cross dimensional organizations are just floating around at this point?" Zellgato inquires, having a strange amount of folks floating around but not often meeting it seems like. "I suppose another question would be, how well known are your services in a general-world leaderships sense?"
"I wonder if it'll cause issues if we open and peek?" Zellgato also tries to look for scuffs-claw marks, worn down paint, boot marks, etc in the white paint. Trying to judge if any given door sees higher visitations, and which may see the least.
Zellgato simply nods, and mentally cataloging the verbage used for later. "Let us not be locked up for two weeks."
Zellgato coughs up little of water and scrapes his tongue with his teeth to rid the taste of it. Climbing out the side onto the shore, narrowing his eyes at the sun popping out asmall bottle of sun lotion applying to his open skin-under his mask, and rubbing into his scalp through his hair. Offering it to the others, "I forgot to apply sunscreen on that damn island." "Revolvers are respectible weapon, My captain was excquisite with it. It is the base of my revolver rifle." Zellgato opts to take a different method of exploration... He clicks on his wifi on his public use comms. Seeing if there are any wifi-like connections to pull info from.
Giving a sigh, and packing up his gear, before patting his patient on the head briefly."Up to you now." He climbs up and hops up attempting to clear the length enough.
"The cannonites will arrive soon enough, with the amount of disruption we have here. Likely we won't want to be here..Whether we finish this surgery or not." Zellgato will call out to Nissa as he has a variety of blood and tools scattered.
In the house: Breathing a bit and thinking for a moment. Then leans in a bit to the patient, "I'm sorry, but you're going to have to work hard to survive. I'm going to do my best, but this situation is a mess. Work with me, Live. If you want to survive, I will make you survive. If you give up, then I'll let you pass peacefully as possible. Do your best, and we will too." Taking out some supplies, cleansing himself and the area around them before setting up his own tools and booth, transforming his items around into his own surgery station. A moment later the space next to him crackles as another version of himself shows in scrubs and nods. Zellgato will attempt to transform them back to their natural state.
Rolling his shoulders and also gesturing towards the doors and windows, "Time for work, but don't loose situational awareness."
Zellgato pokes his head out the door to confirm the situation again and walks up to Henri. "Pretty sure they're causing a Riot outside...So that might be an issue in this short term." gesturing at the patient, "What do you want to do about her? She's a story character but they're still alive at the moment, even if they may well start over later. If things go badly outside, it'll have to be a quick choice. I have a quick healing medicinal-but I don't know if that'll be a kindness when she's halfway like this..." Looking back at the door, then shifting and trying to look out the windows in case others are approaching from another avenue, "I have my military medical kit still, I can set up a medical suite for proper, real, surgery. But...We're also here on an important job, that if we do not succed in, many others will die, on multiple worlds."
Over comms he'll send a vocal message to the group "We're here for a potal, before a riot starts-Did we get any clues from moreau?"
Zellgato blinks as things wildly escalate in rapid succession. Hearing Henri shout his warning-, he has a flashback of a camp setting that rapidly followed by death and he makes a break for the inside.
those outside: Zellgato narrows his eyes at the gunfire. "Do.Not.Drink. and operate firearms Montgomery." Zellgato strides over to be abit more intimdiating. "You're going to cause a riot. Flight or Fight responses-Strong in man and animal." Assuming Montgomery doesn't try to threaten or manhandle Zellgato he'll turn towards the woodline. "Please be calm, my friends will not let your friend die. Would you please return to your nesting place? Or did you need something specific?"
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