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Voting closed: April 07, 2013, 10:34:35 am

[Radio Controlled]

Quote from: Yoink on August 31, 2014, 08:14:13 am

    >Graciously thank Mesk retroactively for the token.

    >Repeat my request of one cam eye from the Armoury Master, again offer her two tokens for it. Become distressed if she refuses. Either way, also ask for a tin lunchbox filled with various drugs.

Well whatever, eyeball for you.

And box of drugs

This just means I'll be aiming to shoot out one eye instead of two.

Shouldn't that be three tokens? Otherwise one could buy two separate 2-token eyeballs and get full cameyes for a token less.

Also, doesn't this negate the idea of buying a full set of cameyes? After all, why have two if one serves just as well?

[AoshimaMichio]

Ulrich Leland. Location: Rec Room -> Armory

"Damn it." Ulrich says again. "Don't sneak behind me like that again."
I suppose this concludes testing. He thinks and quits VR. There's a lot more people here suddenly...

He leaves to the armory and takes a good long look at the equipment list and asks from AM:
"Excuse me. I just noted that description of Mass Manipulation Amp says it's hybrid of Gravity and Vector Amps, yet it's much cheaper than either one. From description alone I don't see much of reason to buy latter one. Could you tell me where Vector Amp outperforms Mass Manip Amp, or why anyone would by it?"

Exit VR. Go to armory. Ask.

Spoiler: Description (click to show/hide)

Name	Ulrich Leland
Age	28
Gender	Male
Appearance	Short dark brown hair. Brown eyes. Lightly tanned. 174 cm height, slender, built more for dexterity than raw strength. Missing two front teeth.
Personal information	Thief. That's what he is. Driven by his desire for wealth (of others), he started his trade early as a pickpocket. Soon he moved on to easy burglaries and eventually to high value heists. His demise was to join a group of thieves, successful but short-lived. In wake of their success the group became too proud and careless and started to make mistakes, such as failing to notice hidden security cameras. The last mistake was attempt to steal jewelry from a one of richest men in the city. Security had noticed their scouts eyeballing the mansion and prepared a trap to caught group in action. Normally such criminal activity would be punished by 15 years of forced labor, but the victim happened to have connections with judges and law-enforcement and arranged much worse punishment for the thieves: the HMRC.
Reason assigned to HMRC	Multiple robberies

Spoiler: Stats & Skills (click to show/hide)

Stats	Value	Roll mods
Strength	3
Dexterity	5	+1/3
Endurance	3
Charisma	4
Intelligence	0	-1
Willpower	5	+1/3
What eyes can't see...
Skills
Speech	0	-1
Intuition	2	(+1)
Handiwork	0	-1 (-1)
Conventional weapons	1
Unconventional weapons	1
Exotic weapons	0	-1 (+1)
Auxiliary systems	1
Medical tech	0	-1 (-1)

Profession: Mercenary (Exotic)

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Carried (Hammerspace) 5 tokens

Locker MK I

[Beirus]

"I dunno. The Shackle just says I need to amputate a limb. I figure an arm would be a safe bet if it isn't too much trouble. Maybe we could see if the Armory Master has some painkillers and something sharp to cut it with. I could try it with a kitchen knife, but that might be a bit messy."

"Eh.  No problem.  Let's try the elbow down first, then from the shoulder if you need more."
Chop off my left arm just below the elbow.

Wait to see what happens. If it doesn't count, cut the next part off myself if Mesk is okay with it.

((Thought that would count as me doing the chopping.))

Do the chopping of Mesk ' s arm carefully and hopefully competently.

[Harry Baldman]

"Hello. This man needs a generator and a capacitor bank for his laser rifle so that he can shoot it without problems for as long as he wants. He can spend four tokens. What does a generator the size of a backpack that can make his wish come true as well as the needed capacitor bank cost?" she asks, pointing at Sambo.

Ask AM the price of this man's fancied generator. Smoke peacefully.

[Yoink]

"Thankyou kindly, ma'am," Jobasio says with a nod, then turns to head towards the infirmary.

>Determine which of my current, organic eyes is dominant- make a triangular gap between my hands, look at a small object in the distance and blink one eye at a time, to see which eye maintains the same image. That's the dominant one.

>Then go to the infirmary and get my new cam-eye installed in place of the weaker eye.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Finish it with melee. Run in with bat and cleaver swinging, and attempt to deflect attacks with the two empty hands.

[Dorsidwarf]

Yeah, I vanished Just before the fleet counterattack. Wiki says I got no level up or pay.

[sambojin]

Sambo stands there saying nothing in the Armoury, while the Chief negotiates prices for a generator.

[Nikitian]

Sounds reasonable, Steve, but perhaps some people are actually interested in those. How about a quick peek at those without spending much time there?
Well. Any way. Lead us on, mister. Maurice smiled to the guardsman holding the lasrifle.
Move on, finally.

By the way, Steve: I've always figured there was some sort of a greenhouse, eco preserve or something like that on board. A place to grow the nutrients sustaining the crew and the inmates. There was bound to be such a place on a ship this big and autonomous. Could we also visit it, or at least observe from safe distance without endangering it? I'm really curious about this one.
Inquire.

[Lenglon]

Following Maurice and guard.

[Knight Otu]

Gorat sighs as Maurice deservedly ignores him.
"Well, that's one more for my list why I'm a bad guy. Doesn't play well with others. I guess I should find some secluded spot where I can villain around with no one to suffer from it."

Wander off to some secluded place (remaining in the inmate section, of course). No preference beyond being alone.

Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos - Somewhere (click to show/hide)

Str 3; Dex 3; End 3; Cha 10; Int 6; Wil 15//Spe 0; Int 1; Han 0 (-1); Con 4; Unc 0; Exo 12; Aux 3 (+1); Med 0
Mk II Suit; Microwave PK Amp; Mass manip PK Amp; laser rifle (fired once); 0 tokens: normal cigarettes; blue smokes; datapad (with platformer shooter); nanoghosts; shock trigger (with me); white skin-tight node-covered black-shell stasis suit worn under Mk II.
Appearance: 5'11'', 170 pounds in a rather unmuscular frame, shoulder-long brown hair, short goatee, brown eyes, a rather long chin that earned him his nickname. Age 32
Half a robot foot. Robot right arm. Wears basic clothes when not in the Mk II.

[Illgeo]

Follow Maurice

[Icefire2314]

Consider that I may have been speaking quietly. "Greetings, inhabitants of the Rec room. My name is Daineal." He said.

Gorat frowns. "Did you just not hear me, or are you ignoring me?" he asks, referring to his earlier repy:

Look slightly confused at everyone and then introduce myself. "Hi guys. My name is Daineal, I'm new -if that's a good word to use- here."

"I'm partial to 'freshly exhumed' since, you know. I'm Gorat, or Chin."

Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos - In the rec room (click to show/hide)

Str 3; Dex 3; End 3; Cha 10; Int 6; Wil 15//Spe 0; Int 1; Han 0 (-1); Con 4; Unc 0; Exo 12; Aux 3 (+1); Med 0
Mk II Suit; Microwave PK Amp; Mass manip PK Amp; laser rifle (fired once); 0 tokens: normal cigarettes; blue smokes; datapad (with platformer shooter); nanoghosts; shock trigger (with me); white skin-tight node-covered black-shell stasis suit worn under Mk II.
Appearance: 5'11'', 170 pounds in a rather unmuscular frame, shoulder-long brown hair, short goatee, brown eyes, a rather long chin that earned him his nickname. Age 32
Half a robot foot. Robot right arm. Wears basic clothes when not in the Mk II.

Blush slightly and respond to Gorat before he wonders off. "My mother was partially deaf. I fear I may have inherited that to some degree, sometimes. That or I have a very brief attention span. Nice to meet you, however, and apologies for not responding the first time." Frown in thought. Greet Maurice. "It is nice to meet you. Yes, I am new here."


(Consider that I may be a few posts too late to greet the others.)

[Nikitian]

Seeing Gorat about to leave, Maurice turned to him.
Gorat, don't...
... I didn't really meant it that way. You're helpful, and I'd always be happy to have you on my team. Especially since you appear more level-headed and unbiased than I. Maurice smiled, then turned to the newcomers.
Look, there are always two sides to the coin. One side of the coin is that if you let yourself wallow in incompetence, you put yourself, your teammates and the whole mission at risk. Which is why one should always strive for competence, moderation and other 'Corps virtues.
The other side of the coin is that, just as Gorat said, is that despite all your efforts, despite everything, things can and probably will go wrong. Limbs going AWOL. Mindfuck ruining your day, Patients dying right on your hands without any way for you to save them. Maurice stopped for a second, staring at an empty space in front of him, then shuddered and smiled again:
But if you still strive for competence despite anything the universe might throw at you, you might still prevail. Make your teammates' day brighter. Finish the mission despite all odds. And that is what is important: the competence is not a certain characteristic or ability one could achieve. It is a path one walks for his lifetime. And it is always up to you whether to walk it or not.

[Knight Otu]

Gorat smiles faintly "Thanks, Maurice, and sorry. To you too, Daineal. Somehow I turned disagreeable, not really sure why." he says before wandering off.

Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos - Somewhere (click to show/hide)

Str 3; Dex 3; End 3; Cha 10; Int 6; Wil 15//Spe 0; Int 1; Han 0 (-1); Con 4; Unc 0; Exo 12; Aux 3 (+1); Med 0
Mk II Suit; Microwave PK Amp; Mass manip PK Amp; laser rifle (fired once); 0 tokens: normal cigarettes; blue smokes; datapad (with platformer shooter); nanoghosts; shock trigger (with me); white skin-tight node-covered black-shell stasis suit worn under Mk II.
Appearance: 5'11'', 170 pounds in a rather unmuscular frame, shoulder-long brown hair, short goatee, brown eyes, a rather long chin that earned him his nickname. Age 32
Half a robot foot. Robot right arm. Wears basic clothes when not in the Mk II.