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AJ_Impy
Jun 17, 2007



Toilet Rascal

"Midge" Gureyevitch is back in!

Veteran bennies: +1 Move, Surveyor

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nothing to seehere
Nov 11, 2010


Lets give this another shot, shall we?

Name:"Grumps" Mcgee
Portrait: 6
Class: Rigjacker
Rolls: Supply roll: 3 Optiscope Cyber roll: 6 Bone lacing

Prince of Space
Apr 17, 2016

Your weapons are useless against me!



Name: Kal Risso, Newtype HP: 5/5 Move: 3 Luxe: 26 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2
Loadout: Squidpack, DPM Rifle, Rig-Ripper, Medikit (X), Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1

Friends and family had thought that Kal Risso would be excited to return home with a cleared sentence, but instead of becoming a contributing member of society he's been practicing his xeno-survival skills non-stop. His fitness and training regimen has completely taken over his life. His greatest desire is to make it into the Wrecking Crew Hall of Fame.

Veteran Upgrade: Increase Max HP by 1; HP: 5 -> 6
Veteran Talent: Skirmisher (+1 Move; may reserve Movement to be taken after Encounter order.); Move: 3 -> 4

Prince of Space fucked around with this message at Jan 22, 2018 around 22:33

The Lord of Hats
Aug 22, 2010

Please... Don't read this post where other people can see...


[STEV ANSAHOK / HP: 5 / MOVE: 2 / 109 LUXE / CYBER: RIG JACK /MUTATIONS: AMYGDALIC HYPERCEPHALY, VOX MUTANDIS]

Stev was glad to make it back alive, but he knew he wasn't done yet. You didn't get pardoned from the Moon Wars death sentence that easily. No, he was going to be stuck in this for the long haul. On arrival back at Wrecking Crew Central, he deposited his spare Luxe and got his head checked. From what the doctors were telling him, the vault's biofoundry had done some serious work. Not only had he developed a certain mutant kinship, his body had somehow become more receptive to augmentation, whether cybernetic or biological. Well then. He could work with that.

Signing up for the next map, taking +1 Max HP and Evolver

Dog Kisser
Mar 30, 2005

But People have fears that beasts do not. Questions, too.



Rook Engineered Organisms

This is Rook.

Another arena has risen and fallen, and now another is slotting into place.

Regular as clockwork.

CLOCkWORK

RookEngOrg has another entrant for the coming frost.

It is our hope that this instance will weather the cold better than

CERtAIN
OThER
ENGIneERED
ORGanISMS

OLEO-KONDO-4326K19 will participate in cooperative events, unlike OLEO-STRANGER-3520M14.

It is equipped with modifications that will aid fellow Wreckers.

Let it be known that Rook possesses kindness as well as innovation.

ENjOY

This was Rook.

---

A barely humanoid figure slumbered in the pods, waiting for orders.

Name: Kondo
Portrait: 10
Class: Newtype
HP: 4
Move: 1
Loadout:
A 8 on Mutation - Acidic Spew: 1d6 Attack, 1 Damage every round until target spends action to remove.
A 9 on Mutation - Luminous Excretion: Spend action to restore 1 HP to contact in same zone.
A 1 on Supply - Medikit (consumable): Spend action to restore 1 HP.

Not Alex
Oct 9, 2012



[SCRAMBLE / HP: 3/ MOVE: 4 / PATIENT ZERO / FLEXIBLE SNOUT / PULSATING SKULL 0 luxe

Scramble stares at the med bills. They weren't kidding about the "unstable" in "unstable mutagen." It had taken nearly a kilo-cred worth of treatments just to stabilize her thyroid function long-term. Ah, perfection has its costs. And Scramble would reach perfection. She thumbs the authorization for re-entry.

Upgrading Pulsating Skull and while Scavenger is very tempting to be able to afford all the mutagens I plan on consuming, Evolver is clearly the thematic pick.

Theantero
Nov 6, 2011

...they shall march out of my laboratory and sweep away every adversary, every creed, every nation, until the very planet is in the loving grip of the Pax Bisonica. And then peace will reign, and the world, and all humanity, shall bow to me in humble gratitude...


[BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON / HP: 2/3 / MOVE: 3 / LUXE: 12 / CYBER: BONE LACING]

I'm going to join up.

Upfgrading Bone Lacing, taking Evolver

Helical Nightmares
Apr 30, 2009


Dr. Yith's Cyber Driver would like to congratulate all of the survivors of Bottom! Seems like Cancer can be cured! With a P.A.F. Coffin Nail!

In anticipation of the cold climes of Rime, Dr. Yith is offering 50% off all cut rate dermal insulation materials and a wopping 75% off implantable ice cube dispensers!

Dr Yiths! Don't worry about the Vroom-vroom, we Zoom to you!

WereGoat
Apr 28, 2017



Lucinda VIII Keel-Thoristew Lucinda

"Sorry, what do you mean Rook have purchased my gambling debts? They can't do that, can they? Don't worry, my mother will pa- oh they purchased hers too?"

HP: 1d6 3
Move: 1d4 3
Mutate!: 1d20 5 - FlexibleSnout!
Mutate!: 1d20 2 - Batrachian Legs!
Supply: 1d6 5 - Supply Beacon!


[LUCINDA / HP: 3/3 / MOVE: 4 / LUXE: 0 / MUTATIONS: FLEXIBLE SNOUT, BATRACHIAN LEGS]

WereGoat fucked around with this message at Jan 21, 2018 around 13:22

Crazycryodude
Aug 15, 2015

Lets get our X tons of Duranium back!

....Is that still a valid thing to jingoistically blow out of proportion?




Cryo is back in, with +1 HP and Evolver

Hexenritter
May 20, 2001

Buncha slack-jawed faggots around here

Pertinax Ammunition Fabrication Systems are proud to announce a new wave of exclusive field testing positions. The Season 2 detonation of a Hades class thermobaric cyclone warhead after it was mistakenly included on the field tester supply list is thankfully impossible now due to careful curation of content. Sign up now for discounts, promotional items available only to field testers, protection of your precious luxe from hostile spenders, and comprehensive death benefits ensuring your immediate family will want for nothing.

Crazycryodude
Aug 15, 2015

Lets get our X tons of Duranium back!

....Is that still a valid thing to jingoistically blow out of proportion?




Cryo is contractually obligated would love to volunteer for the Pertinax Field Testing Corps after their generous support at the Vault.

Bee Bonk
Feb 19, 2011






Apparently, there's been some discussion that pouring Wrecker candidates straight out of a transjovian haul and into a drop-pod bound for a combat zone is...inhumane.
Discussion among whom?
Well...pundits, wags...I'm not the one on trial here.
No one's on trial, Haze.
Right, of course...speaking of extrajudicial killings, any thoughts on le théâtre de ce soir?
RIME's a stone-cold killer, Haze, but you know that. You want the twice-spicy specs, you talk to our liúmáng Eurydice Mann-Chong, embedded neck deep in that metaphorical-rear end poo poo.


Ocho, my immaculate fēngzi, liberally apply the top layer of your eyeskin to RIME.





The technocratic hubris of the ill-fated Outer Planetary Consortium is all laid out here, on the gas fields of Titan. Kronos-PetroSol research facilities lay ruined, mothballed, or infested with scavengers, their extraction rigs scattered like so many discarded toys across the icy battlescape. BOTTOM left you parched? Don't look for water here; it's -200C in the shade; the only thing flowing is exotic hydrocarbons!

And speaking of which, maybe stay out of those fossae if you like all your skin where it is; the once rich methane rivers of Titan have been rendered Toxic Zones by a century of neglect; you're as likely to get a dip in concentrated hydrofluoric as anything else! Stay clear of that, and you'll only have to worry about the withering cold, periodic iceroid bombardment, methane thunderstorms, acid rain, and spontaneous cryogeysers!

Wreckers will deploy along the South and South-Eastern borders, near the three Strato-Cradles that promise early extraction for a wrecker with bad shape but deep pockets.

Kronos-PetroSol Research Facilities Sigma, Tau, and Upsilon can be found in RIME, though the Rad Zone once known as Sigma's seen better days. In fact, her power plant has totally lost containment, spilling radioactive manganese into the fossa. What's better than a river of toxic hydrocarbons? A radioactive river of toxic hydrocarbons, naturally!

You'll find a Scavenger Camp or two still clinging to life down there; there's still wealth to be extracted by wildcat gas miners, not to mention any tech that hasn't been picked over in the intervening decades. Like the Spacecraft Wreck in the eastern mountains; the escort pinnace from a Kronos-D tanker. Rich pickings for whomever overcomes the Mountains in the way.

Rough Terrain posted:

Landing on a mountain hex ends movement, and a unit cannot Retreat into a mountain hex.

Not all mountains are created equal, however. A Cryovolcano is harmless enough if you stay out of the soup, until it erupts, launching ice and gasses kilometers into space. Also you, if you're there. Probably not healthy to be too close, either.

Perched precariously on the slopes of one of those volcanoes is the drilling rig-cum-aerial we call the Scan Tower. Clamber on up that rickety mister for a full Scan of the battlefield.

The Luxe Crucible is here, as always, letting heavy-pocketed Wreckers upload their spoils or offload surplus gear.

You'll need the Luxe if you tangle with RIME's roaming midboss, the αlpha Behemoth. It's slow, but brutal, and even if you stay ahead of its main gun, you'll still have artillery bombardment to contend with!

And, of course...the Zodiac Beacon. 50 Luxe and certain death await the Wrecker that activates the Beacon and summons the Boss.

And which formidible Zodiac holds RIME in crushing iron grip, svelte Eurydice of my heart?
And will it put up more of a fight than Cancer?
RIME's top-tier threat is none other than: The X-04 Capricorn!



Drills, drills, and more drills, to core you out or frack you apart. Gas vents to transform your shuddering meat to rich gravy. Discharge vanes to direct Titan's storms into a crackling weapon of beat-rear end. Need I goat on?


By no means. Thanks, Eury. So, Rev, how do you like our Wreckers' chances in RIME?
Ahem.
They're gonna need luck,
They're gonna need grit.
If they don't got that,
They're gonna eat--
--I said RIME, not rh...you know what, never mind.

The game starts Monday! Slots are still available!

Not Alex
Oct 9, 2012


Excitement. Feel free to file this under "sucking up to god" but you're awesome. All your stuff oozes personality and smart world-building and I'm having a blast in all your threads. That is all.

Morituri te salutant!

Bee Bonk
Feb 19, 2011



Not Alex posted:

Excitement. Feel free to file this under "sucking up to god" but you're awesome. All your stuff oozes personality and smart world-building and I'm having a blast in all your threads. That is all.

Morituri te salutant!

Not at all, I really appreciate that!
In other news...

Supply, Mutation, and Cyber tables have been modified!
  • Unlicensed Autodoc no longer deals damage.
  • Some consumable items have been given the ability to recharge with Luxe.
  • Certain mutations and cyber have either been retooled or had their descriptions refined.
  • Tables for Upgraded versions of Mutations and Cyber have been added.

Prince of Space
Apr 17, 2016

Your weapons are useless against me!



Name: Kal Risso, Veteran Newtype HP: 6/6 Move: 4 Luxe: 000 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2
Loadout: Skirmisher, Squidpack, DPM Rifle, Rig-Ripper, Medikit (X), Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1

On the night before the events on Rime began, Kal Risso was in his guest quarters aboard the mega-yacht in the planet's orbit, sorting through all the trophies he'd brought with him from the first Wrecking Crew games in Bottom. He was reloading his Squidpack's nano-ink rechargers and listening to nyuubal-song on his fabriband to help him relax when the field distortion opened over his bed.



Without warning, a magnified trans-chronometric distortion field fractalized into his room, and from it a Continuity Ranger shimmered and fizzled into physical existence on this time-plane, crushing the byansoon-down mattress and scuffing the sufdrasilk sheets under the heavy metal-tipped boots of the law. Kal Risso idly reached for the grip of the freshly-lubed rig-ripper set on the display stand just before him, and froze. Even with his squidpack ready, there was nowhere to escape in these tight quarters!

Code Infraction detected in vicinity...initializing chronal reconciliation protocol PK3Delta!
Uh... Have we met before? Look, this isn't really the best time.
Halt, infraction entry Kalpernicus Risso, it is always the best time for a Continuity Ranger. You are to be detained at immediate notice, as of this present now.
If this is about that night in the Regal Multiluxe Hotel, I can explain-

Kal lunged for the the Rig-Ripper just as the chrono-distortion field enveloped him and, with a gut-wrenching yank, took him elsewhere and elsewhen.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

By the time Kal Risso cleared up matters with the chrono-authorities and had been brought back to his proper timespace, he had missed the launching of the Wrecking Crew drop pods. He slammed his fist against the wall as he watched the display feeds showing the Wreckers' pods rocketing toward their destinations on the icy planet RIme. He was supposed to be with them, dammit! He was going to defeat the Capricorn and explore the whole map! He was going to become a Wrecker hall-of-famer! How the fruucklach was he going to do any of that if he was stuck on this mega-yacht, pent up in the Sponsor's Lounge all game?

A devious plan entered Kal Risso's mind, and he acted upon it. He would defeat the Capricorn and enter the hall of fame, one way or another.

Kalpernicus Risso is entering himself as Sponsor instead of a Wrecker.

Prince of Space fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 00:52

sheep-dodger
Feb 21, 2013


A new challenger has appeared
Name: Frau Freiheit
Class: Neo-Soldat
Supply Roll: Supply Roll: 1d6 6 (Squidpack)
Cyber Roll: Cyber Roll: 1d20 12 (Quadlegs)
HP: 3
Move: 3 (2 + 1[Quadlegs])

Frau Freiheit first appeared on the solar stage as a troop mascot during the moon wars. When she had enlisted, top brass decided that she'd be portraying a powerful symbol to enhance the units morale, a theory that was proven after polling the 2% surviving members of her unit after their first joint operation. The survey returned a 50% satisfaction rate with the remains of the 100-man strong batallion, so she was kept on for the duration of the war. After the wars ended, Frau Freiheit drifted from reality show to reality show across the solar system, usually getting the boot within the first five episodes. Now her agent has arranged a rare opportunity to bring her career to unknown heights by signing her on to Wrecking Crew.

Not Alex
Oct 9, 2012


Quick question about advanced mutations: do they replace what they upgrade? I don't want to try and use a mind control attack I no longer have vs a wrecker.

Also if they do replace, can one select the normal mutation instead of the advanced when mutating? There's only a couple where that would be useful, but just in case.

Bee Bonk
Feb 19, 2011



Not Alex posted:

Quick question about advanced mutations: do they replace what they upgrade? I don't want to try and use a mind control attack I no longer have vs a wrecker.

They are additional ability unless they overlap.

Bee Bonk
Feb 19, 2011





...But it wasn't until the 8th Hacklympiad that myself and the inestimably pugnacious members of PrimoSportz presents Team Murder Bastard (formerly the Centroaméricano-Caribe Athletic Dominance Sphere) were able to overcome the personal drama of living in a house together on 28-hour a day live D-Stream feed, and by the glistening grace of Muscle Jesus, scale that radical rock to clinch the GlobalGutz title. It was--

AUDIO posted:

Female VO: Pods locked. Wreckers ready.
Trax: Hazecore Seismodrop Instrumental (Anticipatory)

A story for another time, then. Can you feel that pregnant calm, Haze? The thrum of tension. A rack of gravid drop-pods, waiting to give birth to a new round of doughty-rear end beatdown specialists?
Pregnancies tend not to end in explosive midair collisions...not anymore, but I'll give you this one, Rev.
Hook up your fluid bags, 'cause we're hot to drop in 3!
2.
1!

AUDIO posted:

Trax: Destruction of the Airhorn Homeworld
Female VO: Pods away. WRECKING CREW begins.


1. "Midge Gureyevitch

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 00.10.


2. "Grumps" McGee

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 02.10.


3. Cryo

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 04.10.


4. Stev Ansahok

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 06.10.


5. Kondo

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 08.10.


6. Scramble

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 10.10


7. Bobby-Jack Johnson

Drop pod breaks through thin ice!
Bobby-Jack suffers 1 damage!
Hex is now a Toxic Zone!
Landing at 12.10


8. Lucinda

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 14.10.


9. Frau Freiheit

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 14.08.


10. Kal Risso

Drop pod deploys without a hitch!
Landing at 14.06.

Wait, is that Risso deploying?
Who's that in the Sponsor Lounge, then?



Sponsors posted:

Cryo has entered an Exclusive Sponsorship deal with Pertinax AmmoFab!
1. Cryo may not have their Luxe spent by anyone other than Pertinax!
2. Cryo's Device is granted functionality to upload Luxe anywhere with an Action!
3. Pertinax's stipend is increased to 10 on rounds when Cryo earns awards or bounties!

Sponsor Account standings are as follows:
Vesuvius Space BBQ 10
Pertinax AmmoFab 10
RookEngOrg 5
Dr. Yith's Cyberdriver 5
Delphi Pharma 5
Consortium BEADZ 5
Kalpernicus Risso 37
*The Kalpernicus Risso account will function similarly to the Wrecker Retirement Fund from last game; available to any Sponsor.

Thank you.

Accounts posted:

Wrecker accounts are as follows:
1. "Midge Gureyevitch 70
2. "Grumps" McGee 0
3. Cryo 110
4. Stev Ansahok 109
5. Kondo 0
6. Scramble 20
7. Bobby-Jack Johnson 132
8. Lucinda 0
9. Frau Freiheit 0
10. Kal Risso 0



Wreckers, get Moving!



Sponsors-Only Map

Bee Bonk fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 01:55

Hexenritter
May 20, 2001

Buncha slack-jawed faggots around here

Pertinax challenges
1: Kill 10 Grunts. Killing stuff is what Pertinax is all about.
2: Kill 4 (insert indigenous squaho analogue here) and transmat their corpses to the Pertinax receiving centre.
3: Rampage kill 3 targets. Because volume of fire is beautiful.
4: Salvage Research Facilities Sigma, Tau and Upsilon (each as separate challenge).
5: Retrieve the guidance computer from the Spaceship Wreck.
More to come.

Hexenritter fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 03:58

Crazycryodude
Aug 15, 2015

Lets get our X tons of Duranium back!

....Is that still a valid thing to jingoistically blow out of proportion?





[CRYO / HP:5 / MOVE: 2 / FUEL: 0 / LUXE: 0 / CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA / MUTATIONS: TRAUMATIC SCLERODERMA]

Cryo levered herself out of the pod and studied the sky through the thermo-suit's thick lenses. Although it was hard to tell in the smoggy methane soup, it looked like all the contrails from the pods were roughly in the right place. Apart from a glittering plume of methane crystals and industrial toxins coming from... well, it could be anywhere with these winds, the aeropaths seem to have landed everyone on target and in one piece. Well, hopefully whoever had landed nearby were the type to gang up and help you steal someone else's wallet than try and steal yours. Cryo set out across the dirty methane snows.

Move to 04.09>05.08

Crazycryodude fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 03:23

Crazycryodude
Aug 15, 2015

Lets get our X tons of Duranium back!

....Is that still a valid thing to jingoistically blow out of proportion?




As she trudged through the cold, Cryo turned to a disinterested-looking camera drone.

"Today, viewers, we've got a very special treat for you. We here in the Pertinax Field Testing Corps pride ourselves on being the bleeding edge of human capability. Well, there's gonna be a whole lot of bleeding edges I'm sure, but today we'll be testing out a whole slate of new and terrifying bleeding edges on yours truly. Strap in, and prepare to be WRECKED!"

Requesting that Pertinax drone deliver me an experimental autodoc and an experimental mutagen. It's time to transform into a terrifying effigy of twisted flesh and steel wracked by unintended side-effects.

The Lord of Hats
Aug 22, 2010

Please... Don't read this post where other people can see...


[STEV ANSAHOK / HP: 5 / MOVE: 2 / 0 LUXE / CYBER: RIG JACK /MUTATIONS: AMYGDALIC HYPERCEPHALY, VOX MUTANDIS]

gently caress it was cold. Stev had been bundled up nicely for the occasion, but even through the thermo-suit it was chilly. Still, he'd had worse. Technically none of the many battles of the Moon Wars had taken place somewhere quite this cold, but the equipment had been a lot worse, too. Stev shook his head. This wasn't the time for reminiscing. This was Wrecking Crew! There was wrecking to be done!

Stev strode out of his pod and into a drift, testing his weight on the crust of the 'snow'. It was slow going if he wanted to stay on top of it, but it was going to be even slower trying to wade through the stuff. And while it wasn't exactly clear vision, he was pretty sure it was just bare ice in the distance, which would be nice. Oh, there was one more consideration, wasn't there? He had an actual account now.

"Hey, sponsors!" he shouted at the nearest camera. Technically shouting wasn't necessary, the mic was inside the thermo-suit, but it felt better that way. "I've got some cash to burn, and an itching need for some new chrome! At least, I think that's what that itch is. Drop me a couple autodocs, wouldya? I'm in the mood to upgrade." With that said, he headed off into the distance.

Move 06.10->06.09->06.08

The Lord of Hats fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 03:24

Prince of Space
Apr 17, 2016

Your weapons are useless against me!



Name: Kal Risso, Veteran Newtype HP: 6/6 Move: 4 Luxe: 000 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2
Loadout: Skirmisher, Squidpack, DPM Rifle, Medikit (X), Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1

Kal Risso peered out through the blazing-bright oval drop pod window as he careened across the sky over icy Rime and counted his blessings. He was back in the games! Someone had stolen his lucky rig-ripper from its display stand overnight, but the universe still had a way of balancing these things out. Case in point, judging by the holo-glyphs on the drop pod's main map display, Kal Risso's starting trajectory was going to land him somewhere very close to what passed for civilization on this part of the planet. He was going to make contact with the villagers!

After his pod landed, Kal Risso was ready for the moment when the gravlocks on his chair released, jettisoning him and his kit into the intense colds of Rime. He managed to somersault in the air and landed deep into the snow boots first with a satisfying crunch, along with his Rifle and his Medikit (X). He stretched his legs, got his bearings, unearthed himself from the snowbank, and took off toward the signs of smoke in the hazy distance.

He would briefly visit the locals to see if any Wrecker-work needed doing, or if he could learn more about the region. He didn't have any Luxe on hand but it was good to see what services were available.

14.06 ->13.06

Hexenritter
May 20, 2001

Buncha slack-jawed faggots around here

PAFS' Director of Sponsorship Affairs muted the enormous trid channel before him with a casual lift of a finger, several other small gestures brought up the company directory. Research Division. Io. Facility Omicron. Special Projects. A face appeared on screen, small tufts of white hair all that remained of a once-luxurious mane set above a horizontal slit cybernetic ocular replacement. The back of the man's head was extended with several kilograms of computational enhancement wetware.

"Is it ready?"
"Just about, Director. We had some concerns about th-"
"I've read the file. Our field tester is desirous of something that will provide a critical edge."
"Yes, sir, I follow the games myse-"
"Good. Then you know Cryo is a skilled veteran who is well aware of what she wants, and in good faith joined us as a field tester."
"I am sir. I actually won several hu-"
"I hope you weren't gambling with non-company bookkeepers, Herr Doktor."
"Of course n-"
"Just send it."

Another dismissive movement and the connection was severed. Minutes later, an express package arrived via transmat at the Wrecking Crew LTD. The crate was marked with ISO standardised mechanohazard and mutagenic hazard emblems. Within, an experimental Combination Enhancement Assembly, with a second mutagenic load and nanofab material brick. Cryo's locator beacon frequency is programmed into the drone while the assembly is unboxed and repacked into a Wrecking Crew supply pod. Taped to the drone is a small note "here's to the start of a profitable, entertaining partnership."

Dog Kisser
Mar 30, 2005

But People have fears that beasts do not. Questions, too.



[KONDO / HP4 / MOVE1 / 0 LUXE / ACIDIC SPEW / LUMINOUS EXCRETION]

Kondo stepped out into the cold and opened his eyes for the first time. Nictating membranes cleared his vision of snow and ash from the crash, and he began to walk. He would find some symbionts out there in the trackless white. But first, he had to start walking! He shook his shaggy head and did so.

Move - Head to 07.09

Olothreutes
Mar 31, 2007


Hideous Dynamics, LLC is a purveyor of finely crafted, bespoke atomic devices, both single use and continuous! It has come to the attention of our R&D head that there is a prime opportunity here.

Challenges!
1. Bring us as much Uranium as you can from the busted reactor in 02.06. The more the better!! (until it's too much and it explodes, don't do that).

Transmat devices are expensive and also work in a really dumb way. We here at Hideous Dynamics are working on a proprietary solution that works better and looks cooler at the same time. It almost certainly won't make you go blind if you look at it. Probably.
2. Somewhere in one of the research bases (not the blown up one) is a hyperdense element, Pandemonium. Bring us a chunk. It might also be in the spaceship engines.

3. All the advanced electronics have probably been looted from all the research bases. You might find some there, but chances are much higher in the scavenger camps, and probably highest in the spaceship wreck. We don't care how you get it (or who you have to kill), we want those electronics!

Prince of Space
Apr 17, 2016

Your weapons are useless against me!



[Luxe: 37]

When Kalpernicus first saw the Wreckers' drop pods launching on the display bands, he didn't realize at that he was witnessing his own temporal twin rocketing off toward Titan's surface.

He started getting strange looks from everyone else in the viewing room, and it wasn't because Kalpernicus was pounding his fist against the wall: it was because he was simultaneously on and yet not on the giant room's viewscreens. He seized in horror when he caught his own alternate self's eye in the livestream, winking and giving the audience a thumbs up. Sickening.

That was supposed to be him! What kind of temporal hell was this?! What timeline had the chronomasters put him in?

Kalpernicus ran back to his room to access his private console...

He had only Limited Wrecker Access Rights. Kalpernicus could only see what Kal could see. Couldn't buy anything a sponsor could, could only generate Luxe by plugging for product and offering deals. Kalpernicus realized with horror that his online assets had been frozen by the Continuity Rangers, seized, and transferred into a Wrecker slush account. Any of the other sponsors could potentially dip into whatever funds he generated!

"What did I do to defy the gods of chance? D'ssak!" Kalpernicus cursed.

There had to be a silver lining to this astronomical bad luck! Ah, yes, Kalpernicus realized - at the very least he still had his lucky rig-ripper with him. He started practicing with the weapon to take his mind off things.

Prince of Space fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 06:21

AJ_Impy
Jun 17, 2007



Toilet Rascal


[MIDGE / HP:5 / MOVE: 2 / FUEL: 0 / LUXE: 0 / CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA]

On course this time, he stepped out, shotgun held jauntily, and surveyed the scene. Hmm.

He turned to a nearby camera, and with a cheerful shrug, commented,

"Ahh, it is bracing here in the outer system, yes? Certainly an interesting place to be. Let's see what lies in store for us, wreck the store and loot it dry!"

A casual salute, before setting off on a loping walk, keying a few things as he went.

Move to 02:09

Wishlist: I'd like to get across that radioactive, toxic river unharmed, towards the ruin, and safely away from it. I'm sure you have some ingenious ideas, and I have a huge, honking pile of Luxe. Maybe even an exclusive contract if it goes really well.

AJ_Impy fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 17:07

Not Alex
Oct 9, 2012



[SCRAMBLE / HP: 3/ MOVE: 4 / PATIENT ZERO / FLEXIBLE SNOUT / PULSATING SKULL 0 luxe

The terror of the drop pod descent is familiar this time around. Feng'lo rustbuckets. Scramble assumes the chance of a disastrous crash is carefully calibrated for maximum ratings. But she makes to the ground intact and on course.

Before she even pops the hatch, Scramble encounters Rime's chill. It sucks away the reentry heat from the pod. The metal groans and twangs from thermal stresses. Scramble does yet another check of her thermosuit. Gritting her teeth she levers the door open and steps out onto Rime.

The cold isn't too bad with the thermosuit, but it's there. Scramble can feel the heat streaming away. It's like standing on the edge of a thermal cliff. Any failure and Rime would pull every last scrap of heat from her body in a shockingly short amount of time. All the more reason to get moving.

10.10 > 10.09 > 09.08 > 09.07 > 09.06 Speed glorious speed!

Prince of Space
Apr 17, 2016

Your weapons are useless against me!



[Luxe: 37]

From his console, Kalpernicus was able to input the following sponsor entries:
  • To the Wrecker who draws first blood: 5 Luxe
  • To the first Wrecker to explore the ruins in 02.06: 5 Luxe
  • To the first Wrecker to explore both cryovolcano peaks: 10 Luxe
  • To the first Wrecker to attack Kal Risso: 5* Luxe
  • Funds saved for the "Kill Capricorn with Kalpernicus" plan: 0* Luxe
  • Unallocated funds: 12 Luxe
*bounties may increase as funds become available.

WereGoat
Apr 28, 2017




[LUCINDA / HP: 3/3 / MOVE: 4 / LUXE: 0 / MUTATIONS: FLEXIBLE SNOUT, BATRACHIAN LEGS]

Lucinda staggered out of the drop pod, sliding down its surface onto the ejected door.

"This sucks, I'm gonna die out here. It's freezing."

She sulkily tugged at the hood of her Nova-Veil™ Thermo-cloak, before leaping, frog-like, away from the pod.

"Better hope I bump into someone friendly"

14.10>13.9>12.9>11.9>10.9

WereGoat fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 10:16

sheep-dodger
Feb 21, 2013


Frau Freiheit

[Frau Freiheit / HP:3 / MOVE: 3 / FUEL: 0 / LUXE: 0 / CYBER: Quad Legs]

Frau scrambled out of the drop pod, eager to get away from that death trap. While she had survived the descent unscathed, she did not need to be reminded of the robe-making GBS threads terror that had been the way down. In her haste she didn't even notice the cold at first.
Heilige Scheiße, this is nearly as bad as the Moon Wars. Let's get this show on the road then.
Surveying her immediate surroundings she could make out some structures.
It seems like there are some signs of life close by, that'll probably attract the other wreckers as well, maybe someone wants to team up.

14.08 -> 13.07 -> 13.06

sheep-dodger fucked around with this message at Jan 23, 2018 around 10:12

Theantero
Nov 6, 2011

...they shall march out of my laboratory and sweep away every adversary, every creed, every nation, until the very planet is in the loving grip of the Pax Bisonica. And then peace will reign, and the world, and all humanity, shall bow to me in humble gratitude...


[BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON / HP: 2/3 / MOVE: 3 / LUXE: 0 / CYBER: Trauma Webbing]

Bobby-Jack emerged from his rapidly sinking drop pod like a wet dog, shaking himself relatively dry of the various toxic hydrocarbons. He'd have to be careful, even the antifreeze inoculations the wreckers were given before Rime couldn't take that sort of punishment for long.

Once dry, Bobby-Jack took a look over the blasted hellscape he found himself on, and took on a straight course. He'd just have to be better and tougher to survive. Something he'd left the sponsors a note about.


Moving 3 hexes straight North to Hex 12.07.

Wishlist: SEND ME THOSE MUTAGENS AND AUTODOCS EXPERIMENTAL OR NORMAL AURGHHH

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nothing to seehere
Nov 11, 2010



GRUMPS "MCGEE" / HP: 3/3 / MOVE: 2 / LUXE: 0 / CYBER: Bone Lacing]

Grumps shivers jn the cold: bit chiller than he was used to. Still, best way to get out of the cold was to get off this peak, and nesr that lovely warm radioactivity.

Move to 03.08 through 02.09

Other photos to come when not on mobile

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