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Arcanuse
Mar 14, 2019



Da Crusty Crobbold posted:


Pilot/Captain: Registered "Cobbold #694200" Internal Enterprises Indentured Employee.
Starship: Da Crusty Crobbold

Acceleration Die: D10
Deceleration Die: D4
Health Die: D8
Skill Die: D6

Current Speed: 21>??
Position: 64>??

#694200 wrenched themselves out of their chair, flipping switches on the command console until the crushing speed was, at least, not so hard felt.
"If I find the faceless that did this, they'll regret it."
"In fact..."
#694200 flips on the ships intercom.
"Attention all you faceless cobbolds."
"Courtesy of one of your fellow crewmembers indiscretions, there will be a mandatory mid-flight 'training' drill."
"Failure to participate is inadvised."

With a sigh, (was this going to be a thing?) #694200 switched the coms over to the refugees.

"Unfortunately it seems there's been a slight overshooting of your destination."
"It's been a pleasure, but we part ways here. For both our sakes."
"So long, fairwell, etc etc etc."

Beep.

#694200 sighs (apparently it will, indeed, be a thing) and turns away from the deactivated speaker.

The captain lacked the time to properly discipline and train their crew, given the nonexistant budget and corporate rules, but they still had a few tricks the company missed...

[Sending PM shortly.]

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Boba Pearl
Dec 27, 2019

Yellow Pearl, Blue Pearl, Pink Pearl

Boba Pearl.









Arcanuse posted:


Quests/Hints posted:

New Event: Banditry
Attack another player 3x(does not have to be the same one) and receive a part that will lower your speed bracket by 2 levels.


Pilot/Captain: Registered "Cobbold #694200" Internal Enterprises Indentured Employee.
Starship: Da Crusty Crobbold

Acceleration Die: D10
Deceleration Die: D4
Health Die: D8
Skill Die: D6

Deceleration: 1d4: 1d4 1

Current Speed: 21>20
Current Position: 65>87-10>77

quote:

...tricks such as a little box they got at great expense.
Well, Internal Enterprises expense and some favours with the disgruntled interns to cook the books.
The boss is probably still scratching their heads over how the office was swamped with invoices for cola-coca crates.
Ah, the memory brings a smile to #694200's face, but they still had a job to do.

Cracking open the box, they retrieved a few doses of "Uncle #42's Bigbold Juice"-
(Ostensibly a family recipe passed down over many, many years from one cobbold to another)
-and headed to the gathered cobbolds at the canteen.

"Alright you lot, there's been far too much fun for my liking as some of you have been mucking about instead of doing your jobs."
"But I'm feeling generous."
"Internal Enterprise protocol prevents non-enterprise compounds from being injected into employees bodies."
"Luckily, we aren't employees so much as, uh. Don't think about it too much."
"Now, are you lot going to get in line for performance enhancing drugs or are we going to have to draw straws to see which of you gets to put on the space suit to scrub the ship mid-flight."
"..."
"Mh. I thought as much."
"Keep it orderly, there's enough for everyone..."

There was a loud thunk as metal met with talon and claw, huge gouges appearing on the top of your ship. The space Wyvern was not happy, and it kicked and pecked at Da Crusty Crobbold. It’s attacks were manic and relentless. As your weapons kick on to repel it, it starts to grab your ship, and move backwards. You see yourself moving further and further from the finish line as it tosses your ship forward, you feel something smash into the back of you as the Ostentatious Splendor connects with your ship.

Last Turn Events posted:

HP Check: 3

Results posted:

Arcanuse HP Check: 1d8 5



You lose 10 Position because of another player’s event

quote:

Internal Enterprise Media Script posted:
Some observers may have said that the captains account is rather suspicious; that being rid of the highly valuable scientist-ladden refugee ship in pirate territory before revealing the existence of a mysterious package containing experimental drugs off the back of the metaphorical truck is suspect.
We here at Internal Enterprise would like to assure you, this is not suspicious at all.
The refugees would only be further off course if they were kept on, and the package was clearly brought onboard prior to liftoff.
That's our official story, any questions or discrepancies can be directed to the Legalrillas standing in the corner.

The dragon spun around, and tried to attack both ships, though it focussed on the cobbold’s ship first. It let out a huge cloud of acid that seemed to melt the extremities of the ship ever so slightly. Things were not looking good for our captain.

Next Turn Events posted:

Arcanuse 2 HP Checks: 1d3-1 0

Astus posted:



Pilot/Captain: Elvis, Overworked Elf
Starship: Ostentatious Splendor

Acceleration Die: 1d8
Deceleration Die: 1d6
Health Die: 1d4
Skill Die: 1d10

Turn 6 Deceleration, 1d6: 1d6 2

Using my fluff to increase that deceleration roll to a 3.

Current Speed: 10-3=7
Position: 56+7=63 (Dragon Ties with First) 77


Last Turn Events posted:

Heal 2 HP (Already at Max)
+2 Positive Events

“Well this is my stop,” Dr. Ken’ankel said as they approached the Research station, a small blip of corded steel and shining white enamel. “Thanks, you got me here, so I owe you one!” She hands you a small phial, “It’s nanites, you can use it to upgrade your ship.” She pushed herself into an escape pod, and it quickly disengaged, sending her barreling to the research station. The Captain looks in the rear view camera, and the dragon had shown up again, though it didn’t look like it had any malice. Simply listing, depressed, flying in the wake of your psionic engines.

“It looks… Kinda sad,” one of the elven crew members said, another one nodded solemnly. “I know how to fix that…” It calmly walked over to the intercom, “There’s no sound in space, but there’s plenty of radio waves… So let’s try this… HEY YOU BIG SCALY F***” The elf screamed into the mic, the dragon let out a puff of acid. “The guy who spaced your egg is here!” The elf quickly sent the coordinate information for Da Crusty Crobbold.

The Dragon roared and sped off, but not before grabbing the Ostentatious Splendor, it seemed the elfs clever ruled managed to only enrage it. The dragon moved faster and faster, and spun around the hyper tube, using it’s internal gravity manipulators to sling shot the Ostentatious Splendor, and then with a wide arc it crashed into the hull of The Crusty Crobbold, sandwhiching the ship with yours at the back, and the wyvern at the front.

Results posted:

2 Positive Events

1st places loses Speed Lowering: 2d10 10 Position

The Dragon carries you to first place!

+14 Speed

Next Turn Events posted:

+1 Positive Event Astus Events: 1d2-1 1

Parts
Items [/pre]


Not Alex posted:

Quests/Hints posted:

Quest Get: Get to position 88+, Get an item to lower your Speed Bracket to the one beneath it, without lowering your speed.
Quest Get: Reach position 88+ in 2 turns for an item that lets you add space to the end of the area (just for you)


Acceleration Die: 1d8
Deceleration Die: 1d4
Health Die: 1d6
Skill Die: 1d10
Decel!: 1d4 4
Current Speed: 20-4=16
Position: 77-3 -> 74

Last Turn Events posted:

Dangerous Skill Check: 4+1=5 DANGER DOUBLE DAMAGE
Boon Skill Check: 4+1=5 HIGH REWARDS

Danger skill, Boon skill: 2#1d10 9 8



Firing Stealth Missiles at Arcanuse's Crusty Cobbold

Tactical node spooling up! Aggression algorithms dialed up 66%. Firing solutions acquired. We will now allow several seconds for objections, Chief Troubleshooter. As a courtesy, you understand. No? The joys of internal harmony! Firing

Just as the missiles were array, there was a great deafening crash on the inside of the ship. Red sirens blared, and the crew got into battle positions. Together they fought side by side, blowing away invaders the best they could. The pirates were wearing large suits of armor, with plasma fields echoing around them. Still, even thousands of years into the future, nothing can really stop a giant horde of humans from messing up someone’s day.

Many gasped in fear as one of the humans in the back lit a molotov and threw it into the air. The automatic fire suppression system set off for the third time the week, forcing everyone to fight in slippery foam. Together the two teams clashed, a pirate whose armor had two bright red stripes on the helmet called out, “Give us what we want, or we’ll strip the whole thing down for parts.” You feel like you could beat the pirate crew, but it might just be easier to give them what they want

Or at least that's what you thought, for a moment. The Captain pulls out a laser sword, and twirls it around expertly, he swooshes and flourishes, he spins like a top, and stares the crew straight in the eye.

That's when the Profligate Use of Limited Resources automated plasma cannons came online, within a brief instant, the pirate captain was vaporized. Everyone froze it was like the air had been sucked out of the room. A first mate, in a tattered cloak with blue and white stripes on it touched his scanner, and lifted the captains hat and sword which had escaped the blaze. He turned.

"I guess this means you're the captain now."

Results posted:

Positive Quest: You're the captain Now! For the next 3 turns, any enemy that is within 3 spaces of you receives One Dangerous Skill Check, if they fail they give you a random item. (This item is returned if you do not take it, if this item is a part, you give them the part you have lost.)


Next Turn Events posted:

Not Alex 2 Dangrous Events: 1d3-1 0

N/A



Lux Animus posted:



Pilot: Krelmsen Bismough
Starship: GroMoBil-X
Wounds: 3 -> 2/3

Acceleration Die: 1d4
Deceleration Die: 1d6
Health Die: 1d8
Skill Die: 1d10

Speed Adjustments: Acceleration Round 6: (set to whatever I want) +2

Current Speed: 12 -> 14 - Low Speed in Area 2
Position: 51 -> 65 +9 -> 74 - Area 3: Hyper Lane entered!

Last Turn Events posted:

+2 Positive Events Open Bay(Reveal 2, pick 1)

As you fly past the research station, you see someone who looks remarkably like your Dr Ken’ankel whiz by in an escape pod. She stares at your ship somewhat wonderously, as she notices the fleshy tendrils hanging off of it. She recoils in horror.

On your ship, your Dr. Kel has noticed her clone. She starts to scream. Something is wrong and she doesn’t understand why, she reaches for her pills but there are not any. Something is wrong and she can’t fix it. Why is that thing there, what is it, why does it look like her. Her screams sound oddly clear, unimpeded by cheek or tongue, and it reverberates off the walls of the ship. The screaming eventually stops, and she crawls into a ball. Underneath she notices an access panel and slips inside, she starts to re-arrange things in the ship.

The Kudzu hive mind is shocked and shook by this psychic damage, but eventually recovers, and leads Dr. Kel where she needs to go to upgrade the ship.

Results posted:

Receive an upgrade, and lose your Dr. Kel card as she becomes a permanent member of your ship. Lose 1 HP when you reach position 64

1 Damage Taken

Receive 1 Upgrade.

Positive Event +Position: 2d12 9

Receive +9 Position

Next Turn Events posted:

Lux Animus Positive Event Rolls: 1d2-1 0

N/A
Engines: Corrupting Flesh // Wings: X-Wings // Cockpit: Open Bay // Weapons: Drones (Mechanical) // Crew: Kudzu // Corrupted Flesh part copy: Fleshy Halfback // Aux: Mercs

CF: Aux:

Items: Welder's Kit

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AJ_Impy posted:



Name: Lup Starblaster

Acceleration Die: D8
Deceleration Die: D4
Health Die: D10
Skill Die: D6

Current Speed: 17
Position: 62->71



Lup Starblaster’s ship sailed easily down the lanes, he was far behind for now, but without any obstacles in his way, it was easy enough to catch up. There was a moment of respite allowing him to relax, do diagnostics on the ship, see that the crew was in order. For a moment he thought to himself I could get used to this.

Last Turn Events posted:

N/A

Results posted:

No Events twice in a row? Gain Position AJ_Impy No Event for 2 rounds in a row: 3d4 9

Next Turn Events posted:

AJ_Impy 3 Dangerous Skill Checks, 1 Generous Skill Check: 1d3-1 2 1d2-1 1

Cards:


Items:

Boba Pearl fucked around with this message at 08:20 on Jan 17, 2021

Boba Pearl
Dec 27, 2019

Yellow Pearl, Blue Pearl, Pink Pearl

Boba Pearl.




New Rule: If you roll for yourself that is totally OK. Please format it so I don't miss anything, or give me an extra message at the top saying so Bolded and Underlined. The Orokos roll for events you've rolled on your own, go in the

Results posted:

RESULTS BOX
In the results box.

Lux Animus
Apr 17, 2016

Posts from the end of the world




Dinosaur Gum


Pilot: Krelmsen Bismough
Starship: GroMoBil-X
Wounds: 2/3

Acceleration Die: 1d4
Deceleration Die: 1d6
Health Die: 1d8
Skill Die: 1d10

Speed Adjustments: Deceleration Round 7: 1d6 -2 +1(fluff) = -1

Current Speed: 14 -> 13 - Medium Speed in Area 2
Position: 74 -> 87

> Play: Krelmsen uses the Corrupt Refugee Ship to Upgrade the Corrupting Flesh Engines!

You're the captain Now! Event Results posted:

> Enemy Ship Invasion (check)! Dangerous Skill Check (TN 3): 1d10 1 - Skill Check Failed - random item can be taken by the Profligate Use of Limited Resources!
> Enemy Ship Invasion (resolution)! Random Item: 1d8 6 - The Profligate Use of Limited Resources may take the GroMoBil-X's Fleshy Halfback (Cockpit part)!


Next round this Event is active!

"Screeeeeem~!" Krelmsen the Kudzu screeched throughout the halls of the GroMoBil-X, apparently wroth with rage.

The herbaceous plant person reeled from these latest betrayals. Not only had the corrupt Dr. Ke'Nankel gone missing from her station, but the Fleshy Halfback cockpit that the Corrupting Flesh engines had created just for Krelmsen to help the GroMoBil-X with its acceleration had also shown an interest in detaching itself and joining up with another nearby ship's hull. The 'Profligate Use of Limited Resources' was the name of this particular ship in question, and as ostentatious as the vessel's name made it seem, it was still just yet another spacecraft in the same racer class as Krelmsen's GroMoBil-X. If anything, this meddlesome ship was the competition.

Krelmsen wished they could complain, but they had no one sympathetic to complain to and no real reason to complain besides. The Corrupting Flesh engines were busy performing their new trick that Krelmsen was helping it learn. Step one involved copying a ship containing life forms with high levels of intelligence and simulating it in Corrupted-Flesh-space, and step 2 involved reabsorbing those simulated biomasses and learning from the life forms' copied-over intelligence.

Krelmsen lightly rubbed their supple fronds together in anticipation. It was slow work, surely, but it was only a matter of time before their GroMoBil-X grew to become a true contender of a space-race-craft.

Engines: Corrupting Flesh // Wings: X-Wings // Cockpit: Open Bay // Weapons: Drones (Mechanical) // Crew: Kudzu lvl 2 (card needed) // Corrupted Flesh part copy: Fleshy Halfback // Aux: Mercs

[Lvl2] CF: Aux:

Items: Welder's Kit // Corrupt Refugee Ship (card needed)

[Corrupt Refugee Ship card]

Lux Animus fucked around with this message at 09:53 on Jan 17, 2021

Arcanuse
Mar 14, 2019



Da Crusty Crobbold posted:


Pilot/Captain: Registered "Cobbold #694200" Internal Enterprises Indentured Employee.
Starship: Da Crusty Crobbold

Acceleration Die: D10
Deceleration Die: D4
Health Die: D8
Skill Die: D6

Current Speed: 20>??
Position: 77>??

"Huh. Well, that's convenient."
The captain turned away from the jitterbolds to the creature outside, musing away.
"...Oh, right, right. Funny that I keep trying to catch up, and you come right to me."
"Got plans in mind for you, ya big beasty."

[PM shortly.]

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Astus
Nov 11, 2008


pre:

Pilot/Captain: Elvis, Overworked Elf
Starship: Ostentatious Splendor

Acceleration Die: 1d8
Deceleration Die: 1d6
Health Die: 1d4
Skill Die: 1d10

Current Speed: 7>???
Position: 77>???
The ship seemed to be much quieter with Dr. Ke'Nankel gone, even with the roaring dragon flinging the Ostentatious Splendor into the first place ship. Somehow that seemed far less exciting without someone alternating between screaming and stuff their mouth full of pills. That suited Elvis just fine, excitement only ever meant more work for him anyways. They were coming up the the end of the Hyper Lane soon, now was the time for the crew to catch their breaths and to focus on gentle and smooth piloting.

Well, and also to immediately use those nanites to see what cool upgrade the ship got.

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