Mar 11, 2019 10:37 am
Yes! Stress check, 2d10
Rolls
Akira stress - (1d5)
(5) = 5
Dead Planet Part One
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Mar 11, 2019 10:48 am
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ouch! are you trying to kill us, gm? ;-)Well, here goes to not panicking..Rolls
Panic Test (stress = 8) - (2d10)
(105) = 15
Mar 11, 2019 2:44 pm
At the mention of scanner Trevor will quickly pull out his, he also pulls out his crowbar to keep it at the ready.
Last edited March 11, 2019 6:52 pm
Mar 11, 2019 7:14 pm
Alright lets keep ourselves together Trevor says while looking around his comrades, clearly seeing the look of fear on their faces (except for Turing who seems more intrigued). I've got nothing on the scanner besides us, so lets get to that control room, get what we came for and get the hell out of this ghost ship.
Mar 11, 2019 9:03 pm
"A-Agreed." Says Brown, gripping her crowbar real hard. She quickly looks around, again, as she makes sure that she is in the middle of everyone, as always.
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That would put Alicia on a grand total of 12, right?Last edited March 11, 2019 9:04 pm
Rolls
Stress Check - (2d10)
(24) = 6
Mar 11, 2019 9:28 pm
TURING looks at Lowson.
"Ghost ship? Are you implying that the ship has a supernatural presence on board, or do you mean ‘ghost’ as in desolate and empty? There is no scientific evidence for the existence of spirits."
"Ghost ship? Are you implying that the ship has a supernatural presence on board, or do you mean ‘ghost’ as in desolate and empty? There is no scientific evidence for the existence of spirits."
Mar 11, 2019 10:56 pm
Lux001 says:
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That would put Alicia on a grand total of 12, right?OOC:
No, you've rolled equal or less than your current Stress (6) so you now go into Panic. Roll 2d10+6 (taking into account your current stress)Mar 11, 2019 11:03 pm
"Hernandez." Says Alicia, her tone cracking. "Tell your bot to shut up. And move."
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Oof, that's hardcore. So... I'm gaining a new phobia. Should I pick it from a list, or?Last edited March 11, 2019 11:07 pm
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Stress Check, I think? - (2d10+6)
(47) + 6 = 17
Mar 11, 2019 11:39 pm
OOC:
Just so we're sure, if the table says something like (fear of something that will never come up in this adventure and is totally unrelated to this situation), that will 100% be it, yeah? x)Rolls
Spooky phobia - (1d100)
(7) = 7
Mar 12, 2019 8:23 am
11:30
Sax hustles down the corridor to a large solid door. Hitting the access button, it rotates open like an aperture revealing the Command Room. Stations stand mostly empty to the left and right of the Captain's chair and a large viewscreen dominates the front of the room, currently black.
In one corner lie two corpses and an android, cut in half at the waist. It lifts one arm and attempts a waving gesture. At one of the stations stands another android, tapping at keys, not registering your entrance.
Sax hustles down the corridor to a large solid door. Hitting the access button, it rotates open like an aperture revealing the Command Room. Stations stand mostly empty to the left and right of the Captain's chair and a large viewscreen dominates the front of the room, currently black.
In one corner lie two corpses and an android, cut in half at the waist. It lifts one arm and attempts a waving gesture. At one of the stations stands another android, tapping at keys, not registering your entrance.
Mar 12, 2019 6:10 pm
Sax is breaching the Command Center as the aperture door is opening. He steps into the room slowly through the door, his eyes sweeping the area. He motions the rest of the team to enter, while keeping his focus locked on the android at the command center.
1. How "fresh" are the corpses?
2. Are the androids current T.U.R.I.N.G. mk5's or older? What condition are they in?
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1. How "fresh" are the corpses?
2. Are the androids current T.U.R.I.N.G. mk5's or older? What condition are they in?
Last edited March 12, 2019 6:11 pm
Mar 12, 2019 7:04 pm
TURING takes in the bizarre scene and approaches the android that has been bisected. She takes a quick look for whatever weapon was used to cut it in half; likely a vibechete.
If the android still seems in a condition to speak, TURING says, "I am Technical Utility Repair and Informational Neo Gynoid, Model 5. What is your designation?"
If the android still seems in a condition to speak, TURING says, "I am Technical Utility Repair and Informational Neo Gynoid, Model 5. What is your designation?"
Last edited March 12, 2019 7:07 pm
Mar 12, 2019 9:32 pm
As you step into the room, another scream echoes round the corridors. It seems somewhat closer.
Mar 12, 2019 10:13 pm
By the looks of the corpses, they're no more than 2-3 weeks old.
TURING sees no evidence of a weapon.
The top half of the android in the corner addresses TURING. Both androids appear to be TURING mk 4. The standing android appears to be in good condition.
"Welcome ...How are you ? I'm fine...I'm fine....I'm fine." The android appears to self correct its glitch, "I am called Kranot."
TURING sees no evidence of a weapon.
The top half of the android in the corner addresses TURING. Both androids appear to be TURING mk 4. The standing android appears to be in good condition.
"Welcome ...How are you ? I'm fine...I'm fine....I'm fine." The android appears to self correct its glitch, "I am called Kranot."
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