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[somemildmanneredidiot]

Hi and welcome to Castle! This is the game thread for Gate Team 0143.

Here's the link to the OOC. Please post your character sheet in here.

Spoiler: And here are all the character creation docs and information (click to show/hide)

Mechanics Doc, including Skills, Stats, and Races

Race Fluff Doc that does not have accurate mechanical information

Gear

Gaian Flora Gaia has exotic flora. Plenty of things to log. Feel free to contribute.

Specifics involving chargen are as follows:

Unless the race permits it, one cannot go lower then 8 in a given stat.
Stats cost 5 xp per. One cannot spend chargen experience on stats. You can however move around stat points so long as you do not go above 12 or below 8 in a given stat. This restriction only applies for chargen. You can go above 12 in a stat with statpoints purchased with xp.
Vigor and Hitpoints run on a 2 for 1 system. 2 Vigor is worth 1 stat point. Same goes for hp.

Spoiler: Assorted data on Chargen Arcana by Neri aka Kevak: (click to show/hide)

Magic comes in two main classes: Occultism and Arcanism
Arcanism involves split second invocations, good for combat. Think standard swords and sorcery style magi. Throwing a fireball is normally Arcanism. Blinking is Arcanism. Shooting lightning is Arcanism.
Occultism involves setup, rituals, and warding. Occultism will generally hit much harder then the Arcanism equivalent but will have a significant setup time. Enchanting a sword to shoot beams of fire is Occultism. Creating a stable portal between one location and another is Occultism. Invoking a ritual to create a directed tornado is Occultism.

Occultism uses Int. Arcanism uses Will.

All magic skills are Very Hard, with the exception of Elves, for which it is Hard due to their racial abilities.

Magic skills function as follows:
Type>School>Dicipline

So for example. A necromancer who uses rituals to reanimate corpses would have something like:
Occultism>Necromancy>Bone 1 and Occultism>Necromancy>Flesh 1

If a necromancer focused on manifesting spirits instead of corporeal minions, or perhaps indulged in eating souls and primarily invoked such on the spot they'd want
Arcanism>Necromancy>Souls 1

As you may or may not see. Specifics with magic aren't really fixed. If one can reasonably infer that a specific magic skill would be able to do something, then odds are is they can do it with a bit of effort. Although the easier something can be related to the dicipline the better.

Spoiler: Example Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

(15 skillpoints available on Chargen)

Name:
Str:10
Dex:10
Con:10
Int:10
HP:15 (+5 from Player Character Bonus)
Per:10
Will:10
Vig:10

Skills:
Melee Weapon: Knife 2 (an easy skill, cost one point per level. [1+1=2])
Range weapon: Small Arms 4 (an easy skill, cost one point per level [1+1+1+1=4])
Social: Surgery 3 (A hard skill . Cost 3 points per level [3+3+3=9])

0 Available Skillpoints

Equipment: 20C at start
5.56×45mm SMG: (Free on creation)
   2 45 round mags (Costing 3* to buy at 3* each with the first mag free.)
Melot Honor Knife (Free on creation)
Assault suit (Costing 15*)
Agent helm (Free on creation)
Basic Medkit (Free on creation)
2* (Leftover of what is not spent)

Spoiler: Recommended but not required reading with commentary by Neri aka Kevak (click to show/hide)

Mission Report 1

Mission Report 2

Mission Report 3 and Summary of Cowbell Incident

Operation Absolutely Inconspicuous This one was functionally a short involving the players controlling members of a terrorist organization and attempting to survive a plague of giggling undead that Foxhound Squad unleashed upon them primarily 'To see if they could.' It's a good read for setting building.

Gaian Initial Exploratory Log

The Discord

[somemildmanneredidiot]

CASTLE: A NEWER SQUAD:
DAY 1

The first lesson that you learned about Akras is that they don't care. Not really.

For the Terran PC that was recruited in, you had been rushed through Orientation. You had just enough time to realize that things went terribly, terribly wrong when news got in that the world's governments have declared all of Akras as a Rogue State and encourage all the other Megacorps to cannibalize them. But by the time you heard of how Akras didn't gave two fuck and curbstomp the initial governmental assault, you were already being put through decontaminations and brand new Akras uniform suit fresh from the press.

With the Company going loud, and you being put into a Gate team, they gave you a crash-course on what they've learned about Gaia. It's a different world or dimension, that much is clear. There are other people there, and there are monstrous things there. You will be taught how to shoot a gun, and you will be sent out to make a profit. Gather resources, intel and samples as mission required and you'll make your way up the ladder soon enough. For now, though? you're only very slightly better than fodder. In fact, compared to actual gate teams? you are fodder. So better get started on changing that.

Oh also, you're going to be assigned to an off-world position on said alternate dimension/world babysitting a bunch of aliens, so yeah. Congratulations. No, this position is non-negotiable.

Spoiler: Akras Employee uniform (click to show/hide)

For Non-Terran, it doesn't matter if you're a human or not, they don't care. You're all Gaian in Akras's eyes, and that means that the orientation guys makes it very clear that you must not fuck with the company. Do not steal from the company, do not try to harm the company, do not even try to run away with the company's stuff. The moment you signed that papers, your literal ass is the company's now. Try to start shit and you WILL be taken out the back and shot then have your body dissected for scientific purposes. They didn't give you any uniforms, but slapped a big patch onto your existing cloths with the same emblem/icon as their own, says it's Akras's logo and you're told to keep them on you and visible at all times.

Then it's down to the showers, where you were sprayed by the mass with both hot and cold water using high-powered sprinklers, then air-dried for several minutes with turbines in the walls. It was very scary and confusing but you were assured that it's harmless and they just wanted to 'decontaminate' you, whatever that meant.

Afterwards each one of you were led as four long lines through a building, the inside were the whitest and brightest you've ever experienced in your life, there were more humans there in white garbs and coats, wearing masks over their mouths and noses. Once it was your turn, you were told by the human in white to stick your arm inside some sort of an opening to a contraption, it was even scarier than the showers but they were at least honest and said that this is going to hurt. But it was for your own good as this will also vaccinate you to keep you from dying over modern super-evolved diseases.

The whole process only took five seconds, but boy did it hurt. Once it was done, you removed your arm from the contraption to find a new tattoo on it! They said this was to further identify you. You guess that must be right, since you've never seen such Tattoos before.

Spoiler: Tattoo (click to show/hide)

Once done, you were moved through to the next room inside the same building, which you admit is one of the largest structure you've ever seen in your life and it's still not even the biggest one inside the new compound. Each one of you were handed what looked like a shiny metal ingot about the size of your palm, but it's far too light to be metal. Then some sort of a small rectangular box of the same size, they're both very colourful to your eyes. With the Ingot having an image of an honestly delicious-looking soup with chunky meat cubes in it and the box an image of a translucent mug of sort with golden yellowish liquid inside, if it weren't for it being surrounded by apples, you might've been alarmed. It appears to come with it's own tube of sort and the top have a small target-like circle that seems weaker than the rest of the box itself.

Of course, there are some sort of letters on them but you couldn't read Terran.

After you were handed the ingot and bar, you were ushered off and separated into groups and given designations. The PC are Designated Auxiliary Gate Team 143 or AGT.0143 and are told to remember it.

And this is where they said that you'll be meeting your Terran handlers, and will be where Terran PCs have been told to wait for their Auxiliary attachment.

Everyone is now together in the same spot inside the Logistics building, your first given task is to head to your assigned squad room, learn how to cook and consume the given ingot and box, familiarize yourselves with the equipment for general living inside said room such as the microwave, fridge, showers, sink, water boiler, etc and learn the layout between your squad room, the logistics building and mission control building. The Terran PCs are assigned with teaching your new Gaian squadmates how to live like a normal Terran human being. Your rooms are expected to stay relatively clean, laundry is twice a week and trash incineration is every sunday.

Post-Adjustment briefings starts tomorrow morning, do not be late.


@Everyone, please make a post of your character's general reaction, actions, speech and thoughts from process up to this point where you're together waiting to head to your squad room. End with your greetings and introduction to the squad, please get to know each others and talk until everyone have posted their experiences facing all of this then you may proceed towards your room to continue learning/teaching even more.

[Bill Chompski]

Vilgot Falk, Newersquad's resident Terran.
He's 5'11", 174 pounds, and Swedish.
Which is to say, he has bluebeyes, blonde hair, and oh-so-caucasian skin.
At the moment, his face is clean shaven, his hair cut down short as well, nearly a buzzcut.
He has a heavy-medium build, with a decent amount of muscle mass, and a solid looking physique.
Such a thing is good for any soldier.
Currently, he's standing by a wall in the kitchen, inspecting his tablet, reading up what he can about the people he'll be working with. He, of course, has already inspected the room, having not had to go through all the tedious things the Gaians and or others did.

[~Neri]

Charsheet please also. Makes it easier than trawling the OOC.

[Bill Chompski]

((Newersquad character sheet post #2, as requested. I can remove the first post for now too, if that's preferred?))

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

.  Details:
Name: Vilgot Falk
Gender: Male
Species: Terran Human
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 174 lbs
Skin Color: White
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Nationality: Swedish

Stats:
Strength: 11
Dexterity: 11
Intelligence: 9
Constitution: 10
Health: 15
Perception: 10
Will: 9
Vigor: 10

Skills:
Brawling: 1
Small Arms: 3
Medium Arms: 3
Heavy Arms: 1
Close Quarters Combat>CQC: 2
Swimming: 1
Civilian Vehicles>Motorcycle/ATV: 3
First Aid: 1
Equipment Operation>Computers: 2
Tech>Firearms: 1

Gear:
    Guardian Suit
Mag Rifle: 1 magazine
AAIOG multifocal variable-zoom (4x - 28x), computer-assisted ‘Aimbot’-class Gunsight
2 Credits

[somemildmanneredidiot]

Nah, it's good to have one in both. So all players should include their sheet in their OP here as well.

[Happy Demon]

Posting so I get notified or replies, quite tired right now though.
So I should post my character sheet?

Well, I wanna shelf Volenta so I can play someone else instead.

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Zapp (She zapped herself when tinkering with a toaster at a very early age)
Race: Kobold (Kitty kind)
Sex: F

Attributes:
Str: 6
Dex: 12
Con: 5
Int: 8

HP: 8
Per: 14
Will: 6
Vig: 6

Skills:
Melee Weapons: Swords: 3 (3*2)
Craft: Tech: Blades: 3 (3*3)

Equipment:
Bastard Sword (free)
Agent Battle Dress Uniform (free)
Agent Helmet (free)
Personal Body Armor Vest + Webbing Unit (2C)
Basic Geology Toolkit (first is free)
Advanced Blacksmith Toolkit (8C)
Advanced Metallurgy Toolkit (8C)
Rosetta Tablet PDA (2C)

Spoiler: Just a little helper in visualizing (click to show/hide)

Though if the image doesn't render because Danbooru's being a jerk...
http://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/1719650

There.

[S34N1C]

Spoiler: Anthony (click to show/hide)

Name: Anthony Vikner
Race:Human(Gaian) age 19
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Intelligence: 10
Constitution: 11
Health: 16
Perception: 11
Will: 9
Vigor: 11

Skills:
Arcanism>Elementalism>Earth-2 (8 points)
Arcanism>Elementalism>Air-1 (4 points)
Melee weapon>Pole-arms: 5 (4 points from racial, 1 from chargen)
Melee weapon>Knife: 2 (2 points)
Bushcraft 2 (racial)
Handle Animal 2 (racial)

Inventory:
10x31.8mm PDW
1 10x31.8mm mag
5.56x45mm Bullpup carbine
1 5.56x45mm mag
Akras uniform
Agent helm
wingsuit- 1*
BDU
Fragmentation vest
Basic medkit
Quarterstaff
Melot Honor knife
bag of ceramic shards- 10*
6*

Bio: Anthony grew up in a small village near a monastery. His parents were killed by an Orc raiding party, and was raised by the monks there. They taught him the ways of Elementalism, and instilled a great respect for nature. He had just been inductee into their Order when another Orc raiding party showed up. To defend the town, he challenged their war chief to a duel. If he won, the Orcs would leave the village alone. He used his skills as an Elementalist to defeat him, and the Orcs (surprisingly) honored the agreement. A few months later, Akras took over the town. After they heard of his battle against the Orc warcheif, he was offered a position.

[JaxtalMK2]

Spoiler: Jamie Nalvi (click to show/hide)

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1UDwPwUTW1DvuMq6iU9nTIBNc6UXbJALGHAHwQKJ520g/edit

Jamie was sitting at a table, a deck of metal cards sitting on the table. They were currently carefully etching a runic image onto another card, having been at making these for a while now while she waited. She knew what all this stuff was anyway, pretty much just planned on chilling until time to head to the meeting

[Prophet]

Spoiler: Newersquad Cantatio Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Cantatio Symphonia
Race: Horror Knight

Equipment:
Variable Instrument: A object that is able to become any kind of musical Instrument.

Magic:
Emotional Music 2: Allows the caster to affect the emotions of the victims of the spell with music.
Song of Confusion 2: Music that confuses and addles the victims of the spell.
Song of Despair 2: Music that drains the morale of the victims. Bringing sadness and a loss of hope.
Do the Wiggle 2: Materializes small flesh eating worms inside the victims ears.
Shapeshifting 2: A spell that Allows the user to change their psyical appearance/form/shape.

Minions:

Cantatio currently under the appearance of a slightly feminine androgynous young man is standing in the logistics waiting for his mortal teammates to say something. While doing so he is looking between the different characters that had gathered before him and smiling softly.

[Insanegame27]

Spoiler: Ricardo Castillo (click to show/hide)

Character Name: Ricardo Castillo
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 37


Stats: Level
     - Strength   10
     - Dexterity   11
     - Constitution   10
     - Intelligence   10
     - Health   15
     - Perception   10
     - Willpower   10
     - Vigour   10


Skills - Level:Cost - Notes:
     - Brawling 3:2 - Racial + 2 lvl ESY
     - CQC 3:6 - 3 lvl AVG
     - Exotic melee 1:2 - 1 lvl AVG
     - Small Arms 1:0 - Racial
     - Swimming 1:0 - Racial
     - Civilian Vehicles>Passenger/APC 3:0 - Racial
     - First Aid 1:0 - Racial
     - Equipment Operation>Computers 2:0 - Racial
     - Tech>[Pick One] 1:0 - Racial
     - Dex 1:5 - 1 lvl of STAT

Total 15 XP spent


Equipment - Ammo (extra) - Cost (total) - Notes / Clarification
     - Agent Helm   N/A   0   
     - Agent BDU   N/A   0   
     - Fragmentation Vest   N/A   0   
     - Guardian Suit   N/A   8   
     - Personal Armor Vest + Webbing   N/A   2   
     - Breacher Security Shotgun*   1 Magazine   5   1 magazine in the gun plus one purchased
          - "Hunter" Gunsight   N/A   1   4/2/1x variable zoom sight
          - Infrared targeting laser   N/A   0   Sends out an IR laser viewable with NV or IR/Thermal. Useful for short range targeting
     - 2x Baretta Pistol   0 Magazines   0   Free twin pistols, no extra ammo
     - Custom Hand-to-hand gauntlet pair      2   There's two of the gauntlets. Each gauntlet has a wrist flamer and a fireproof Taser glove
        - 0 Battery strips   0   50k volts, 3 milliamps
        - 1 Fuel pack   1   Gas flamer, high intensity, 50cm long jet.
     - First aid kit*   N/A   0   
     - Telescopic harmbaton   N/A   0   
     - Basic shield   N/A   0   
     - G1 offensive grenade*   0   0   1 total
     - Handcuffs   1   0   2 pairs total
     - Melot honor knife   1   0   2 knives total
1C remaining


At age 6, Ricardo's family moved from Spain to Australia, seeking a less crowded living space. He lived in the outback for a year, until child protection services took him away from his family; he had been coming to school with a black eye and bruises more often than not and he rarely had lunch packed. In the Children's Home, he quickly became involved in the rampant bullying rings in the home. He was ten years old when he went to his first foster home. The foster parents worked him like a slave and he was back in Care in less than two weeks. During this time in foster care, his birthday went unnoticed by the foster parents. He runs away from the Children's Home and joins a gang. Ten-Year-old Ricardo spent two years learning how to mug people with the gang. When he was twelve, the gang went too far and ended up killing somebody. Spooked, Ricardo bailed on the gang and returned to the Children's Home. When a Police officer did an information morning with the kids, Ricardo took him aside and attempted to confess. Ricardo made the cop promise to get him out of Care and out of Prison if he snitched, to which the cop offered to adopt him. Ricardo snitched.


The cop was upfront with Ricardo. Ricardo would be expected to pull his weight and join the police cadets/force. Ricardo worked his ass off for the only decent parental figures he had. The cop's wife was barren and they had tried to have kids multiple times. He eventually graduated cadets and joined the full police force, quickly becoming a career cop. When he was 32, he was stationed at a riot when a rioter threw a Molotov, which ended up killing his foster father. The next day, Ricardo handed in his badge and murdered the protester who had thrown the Molotov. He went on the run and was given asylum by Akras.


Ricardo worked for Akras Australia as a security guard for five years. He turned down an offer to work in a higher paid role at Akras US, which he refused on patriotic grounds. The week after, the Total Recall order came, and Ricardo only just made it onto the last transport. All of his possessions had been left behind in the moral dilemma he had faced, and all were slagged along with the compound. Upon arrival at Akras US, he was offered the position of Reserve Team Leader in a Gate Team and a 20 credit reimbursement, which he accepted after being informed that he was to step in and take command should the SL prove incompetent.


One month after accepting the position and he is informed that his team will be joining him shortly.

Ricardo arrives on scene, wearing his Guardian Suit. He looks towards the Terrans. "Hello there, amigos. I am Ricardo, assigned as the deputy or... What is it in English..? Ah, reserve. I am the reserve squad leader of this team. Who are you?"

[Kuma]

Spoiler: Sertan Tarf (click to show/hide)

Sertan Tarf

Race:
Human (Terra)

Stats:
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Intelligence: 10
Constitution: 10
Health: 15
Perception: 10
Will: 10
Vigor: 10

Skills:
Occultism>Conjuration>Crustacean: 2
Arcanism>Hydromancy>Fluid: 1
Small Arms- DEX/E: 1(Racial)
Impact Weapons- DEX/A: 1
Swimming- CON/E: 2(1 Racial)
Equipment Operation>Computers- INT/A: 2(Racial)
Tech>Weapons- INT/H: 1(Racial)
Civilian Vehicles>Passenger/APC- DEX/E: 3(Racial)
Brawling- DEX/E: 1(Racial)
First Aid- INT/E: 1(Racial)

Points left:0

Equiptment:
10mm PDW (Free)
   (6) 1x15 round mag(5)
Assault Suit (15)
First Aid Kit (Free)
Agent BDUs (Free)
Agent Helm (Free)
Fragmentation Vest (Free)
G-1 Offensive Grenade (Free)
Charged IHSS Stone (Free)

Credits left: 0

Appearance:
5’10” With black hair and brown eyes. Wears primarily black and dark blue clothes. Brown skin probably Hispanic but unsure.

Backstory:
Sertan Tarf was left on the doorstep of an orphanage at only a few months old. He grew up there, spending time interacting with the other children and if he was lucky the nearby beach. Fights were normal and Sertan learned to defend himself not only at the orphanage but also in the foster homes he were sent. Because of this Sertan moved around in the system a lot, but always ended up back at the same orphanage. He never did mind tho, he enjoyed life by the ocean and the creatures that made the shore home. At the age of 15 Arkas paid the orphanage a visit looking for workers. Sertan stepped up feeling as tho they needed to repay the orphanage back somehow for practically raising him, and to see what was beyond the system he was constantly thrown around in. Being too young to work in the fields, Sertan ended up in the research area organizing, cleaning, and fetching things for Arkas personnel, many of which were practicing magic. Sertan immediately took interest and began to study whenever they had free time. Going down to the beach and drawing on the ocean to fuel their magic, Sertan learned slowly but was able to eventually summon crabs, modeled after the ones on the beach, and create weapons, shields, and projectiles made from the water around him. At age 20 he said goodbye to the orphanage he called home, as well as all the children he helped look after, and signed up to be apart of a gate team.

Sertan walks in to the logistics building, running a bit late, he makes his way to his assigned squad room. As he walks he says hi to a few familiar faces and is anxious to meet his team. Sertan opens the door to the squad room and looks around a bit. Taking in the people before him.

[Bill Chompski]

"I am Operator Falk, Mr. Castillo." The Swede says professionally, nodding as he compares Ricardo with his picture on the tablet.

[JaxtalMK2]

"Jamie Nalvi." The otter person said, waving a hand before getting back to carefully engraving the card she was working on. "Not sure papa ever put me in at an official rank."

[S34N1C]

Anthony is led in with other Gaians, waiting patiently for his turn in line. Once it is time to sign, he does so without complaint. He has already seen what Akras has to offer, and has joined willingly.

Then, the showers. He enters, disrobes, and a standing meditation - on one foot, hands clasped in front of his chest, eyes closed -  while being bombarded with water. Once the fans start drying him, the attendants would watch on wonder as the air just. . . danced around him, finding every drop of water and gently pushing it down onto the floor. After it was over, opens his eyes, clothes himself, and thanks each attendant individually for the wonderful bath.

At the tattoo station, he greets the attendants warmly, and enters his arm without hesitation. He flinches at the shot, and grits his teeth while getting the tattoo, but does not complain. Once it is over, he turns to a guard. "Is this a sign of your gods?" "No", the guard tells him. "We killed our gods." "Then I shall pray for you." Anthony closed his eyes and mourners a blessing, then blows slightly before continuing.

He is still examining the two objects given to him when he enters the room with the rest of the team. They see a man of middling height, bald, with two dots on his forehead, one brown and one green. He smiles warmly at everyone, and bows deeply before introducing himself. As he speaks, the Terrans might find his accent similar to that of someone from Sudan.

"Hello. My name is Anthony. It is a great pleasure to be here. May the spirits bless you all."

((Edit: apologies, but I've already stayed up way too long. I need to sleep. Goodnight.))