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[Gatleos]

Question: can I use my tweak the odds ability in addition to performing a normal action?

It uses up a turn, so... no. It's just a support ability.
Wait, you can. The penalty is the -3 to dodge rolls.

[HighEndNoob]

Meta:
Go to the elevator, Riding the Gorden-Mobile. Nice thing you did with it. I got a good laugh out of it.

Fantasy:
Use my ninja skills to get onto the second floor Patio, stealthy.

[monk12]

Meta: Offer severed robot arm to Frelock and Medi-bot. Ask GM what the second challegne is. Also, to define love. _{baby don't hurt me}

Fantasy: Inquire as to the price of the sloop, then find somebody who seems capable of making the Grappling Hook and Harpoon Gun one with my arm. Perhaps that fellow who knows about SCIENCE!


He can't get a 1 every time, right? Riiiiiiiight?

[bowdown2q]

Meta: heal. appraise the medical lab's stuff.

Fantasy: attempt to !!SCIENCE!! up a tranq dart & gun, or somesuch.

[Gatleos]

Okay, one action left. It's... Dermonster? Weird. He's usually the first to post.

Also, I forgot to ask: what do you think of that soundtrack thingy? I thought of it at the last minute. Do any of you use it?

[monk12]

I have not, but that's largely because I've been clogging my bandwidth with Steam Downloads. So, at 87kb/s, I'll start listening to the soundtrack in about... 3 months.

[Dermonster]

I didn't see the update. >.<

RW: Rest my leg, wait for others to get to elevator.

FW: Go with them. Try to slow the journey significantly in small ways, though.

[Gatleos]

Okay, NOW things are underway. In the meta world, at least. So... at some point we need to fast-forward to midnight to continue the story. Finish up what you need to do now, but if you don't all agree on when to fast-forward then time will collapse on itself you'll be calling your turns from different time periods! Anyway...

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Turn 7
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META TURN:

Where to next? This ship is huge...

Goals
Escape this ship, however we can.

Current Soundtrack
Sanctuary

Actions

Meta: Talk to the medi-robot about replacement arms.

(...) You reactivate the medi-bot and ask about limb replacement.
"AS A CLASS M4 MEDICAL DROID, I AM CAPABLE OF BASIC PROSTHETIC LIMB REPLACEMENT. THIS MEDICAL BAY CONTAINS THE SUPPLIES NECESSARY FOR A SIMPLE PROSTHETIC LIMB. THE OPERATION WILL TAKE APPROXIMATELY ONE HOUR. MORE ADVANCED MATERIALS AND SURGICAL EQUIPMENT CAN BE FOUND IN THE CRYOGENICS AND PROSTHETICS LABORATORY IN THE CENTRAL MEDICAL BAY. THE CENTRAL MEDICAL BAY CAN BE FOUND ON THE MAIN DECK OF THIS VESSEL. DO YOU REQUIRE FURTHER ASSISTANCE?"

Meta:
Go to the elevator, Riding the Gorden-Mobile.

(...) You need more practice with this thing, apparently. You try to ride to the elevator, and immediately crash into the wall again.

Meta: Offer severed robot arm to Frelock and Medi-bot. Ask GM what the second challegne is. Also, to define love. _{baby don't hurt me}

(...) You walk into the med bay to ask if the medical robot can use the robo-arm as a prosthetic limb for Frederick.
"I HAVE INSUFFICIENT MATERIALS AND EQUIPMENT TO PERFORM CYBERNETIC ENHANCEMENTS."
Next, you decide to ask the GM about the next challenge.
"GLAD YOU ASKED."
Suddenly, you hear a skittering noise outside...

Meta: heal. appraise the medical lab's stuff.

(...) That bores you, so you decide to steal a box of gauze and some syringes labeled "Stimpak" instead!

RW: Rest my leg, wait for others to get to elevator.

(...) Well... this is boring. You hum show-tunes in the elevator by yourself!

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derek L.
Occupation: Video game Developer/designer.
Currently: Standing in the elevator.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Splint | Bottle of Painkillers
Wounds: Fractured Left Leg
Abilities: Code Expert | Neckbeard | NERD RAEG
Player: Frelock
Name: Frederick Stephonavich
Occupation: Actuary (Knowing probabilities of things)
Currently: Twitching and panting.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit
Wounds: Missing Arm | Very Heavy Bleeding
Abilities: Uncanny Prediction | Actuary's Lament | Tweak the Odds
Player: monk12
Name: Monk
Occupation: Troper
Description: Characteristically wears nice hats. Top hats, pirate hats, fedoras, you name it. Hopefully still has one in his possession.
Currently: Standing in the med bay.
Inventory: Moist Top Hat | Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Frag Grenade x4 | Plasma Rifle
Wounds: None
Abilities: Applied Phlebotinum | TV Tropes Will Ruin Your Life | MacGyvering
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: Kyle Hammers
Occupation: Janitor
Currently: Mopping obliviously.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Mop | Floor Buffer | Rubber Gloves
Wounds: None
Abilities: That's The Power of Pinesol, Bitch! | Clean Freak | Custodial Might
Player: bowdown2q
Name: Paulie
Occupation: "Protection"
Description: My friend, it would be best... if you didn't know, capiche?
Currently: Stealing crap.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Hand Cast | Box o' Gauze | Stimpak
Wounds: Heavy Bleeding x2 | Broken Hand
Abilities: Blackhand | Dumb Muscle | Go For Broke

Locations

EARTH!
Interrogation Room 7E-365 (Deck M3): You were all shackled to chairs in here when you woke up. The door has been dropkicked off its hinges. There's circuitry on the walls, a row of monitors, and a row of 5 chairs.
Medical Bay (Deck M3): It's got a ton of medical supplies, a surgical table, and a medical robot.
Janitor's Closet (Deck M3): Full of precious cleaning supplies!
Central Medical Bay (Main Deck): The main medical bay.
Cryogenics and Prosthetics Lab: It's in the central medical bay. Sounds interesting.

Spoiler: INITIATING RTD ROUTINE (click to show/hide)

FANTASY TURN:

The planning begins.

Goals
"KIDNAP THE MAYOR OF THIS TOWN AND ESCAPE"

Current Soundtrack
Castlejam

Actions

Fantasy: Formulate a cunning plan with the thieves guild...or listen to the plan they doubtlessly have already.  When are we moving in?  How much time will we have?  What are the exit strategies?[/b]

(...) "Here's the plan," says Lucas, stepping over to the table in the center of the room, "at midnight tonight, we will gather by the docks. We will then split into two groups. We've obtained the floor plan of the mayor's manor and made copies for both groups, here it is."
He hands you the blueprints.
"Group A will enter the basement through the trap door on the west side. Group B will scale the north wall and enter from the balcony. If you've got a team you're using to perform this job, meet us at the given time and split however you want. We're going for the valuables, you do what you must. If things go bad, we've got smoke bombs. We'll all split up and regroup when we can."

Fantasy:
Use my ninja skills to get onto the second floor Patio, stealthy.

(...) You take off your robe and run screaming toward the manor! Thus, you have done the least stealthy thing you could have possibly done. A patrol of guards pounces on you!

Fantasy: Inquire as to the price of the sloop, then find somebody who seems capable of making the Grappling Hook and Harpoon Gun one with my arm. Perhaps that fellow who knows about SCIENCE!

You manage to find the manager of the shipyard and ask him how much the sloop is. He looks at you funnily for a moment, then replies, "Ahwr, 'bout 800 gold should cover the costs. You don't look like the type to be buyin' such a ship, though."
You are unable to find anyone trained in the art of !!SCIENCE!!, however.

Fantasy: attempt to !!SCIENCE!! up a tranq dart & gun, or somesuch.

(...) You fail. What? The flavor text isn't always interesting...

FW: Go with them. Try to slow the journey significantly in small ways, though.

(...) You begin walking with the guards to the barracks, making sure to trip every 10 steps or so to slow them down. You only manage to get about halfway to the barracks.

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derm Hell-binder
Occupation: Elemental Mage/Summoner.
Currently: Being escorted by guards to the barracks prison.
Inventory: Robes | Spiffy Hat | Left Upper Canine Tooth
Wounds: Missing Tooth
Abilities: Gift of the Magi (...) | Squishy Wizard | Summoner (...) | Water Blast
Player: Frelock
Name: Frelock Von-Heisenberg
Occupation: Luck-o-mancer (Manipulating probabilities of things)
Currently: Lugging around a huge sack, standing in the thieves' guild.
Inventory: Gold Coin | Peasant Robes | Golden Pocket Watch | Sack o' Gold | Map of Westport
Wounds: None
Abilities: Smooth Criminal | Accident Waiting to Happen | Befuddlement
Player: monk12
Name: Edgar
Occupation: Sky Pirate
Currently: Checking out pirate ships.
Inventory: Sleeveless Long Coat | Grappling Hook | Harpoon Gun
Wounds: Right Hand Missing | Heavy Bleeding
Abilities: Booze Power (...) | Terraphobia
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: HighEndNoob
Occupation: Ninja Sniper
Currently: "Admiring" the mayor's manor.
Inventory: Robes | Throwing Star x1 | Mask | Pebble | Throwing Dagger x20
Wounds: None
Abilities: Immaculate Aim | Clumsy Fighter | 'Splode On Impact
Player: bowdown2q
Name: Artymir
Occupation: !!SCIENCE!!
Description: Being a scientist means never having to say you know what you're doing. Being a RUSSIAN scientist means never having a budget unless it can go HORRIBLY WRONG.
Inventory: Lab Coat | Monocle
Currently: Standing in the thieves' guild.
Wounds: Face Scar
Abilities: Menace | Before I Kill You, Mr. Bond | Mad Scientist

Locations

Manor Floorplan
Tavern: Generic-looking. There’s a crusty old barkeeper, a mean-looking dwarf with a scar readying his battleaxe, some drunken elves, and a spiffy-looking human sitting in the corner.
Thieves' Guild: A small set of rooms under the weapons shop filled with thieves. They're planning a raid on the mayor's manor.

[Dermonster]

RW: Peek outside the elevator.

FW: Discreetly summon an extremely large R.O.U.S. (Rodent of unusual size)

[HighEndNoob]

Meta:
Try to upgrade to Gordon-Mobile from stuff in the Medical room again.
Fantasy:
'Splode on impact the Pebble at the guard horde, than run to the ship yard.

[monk12]

Meta: Ask GM how he feels about metagaming. Prepare to destroy anything that comes through the medbay door.

Fantasy: Discreetly evaluate the militia presence at the shipyard, then search for SIDE QUEST!!!


At this rate, we'll be orchestrating a kidnapping AND a prison break. Good times.

The dockmaster is right, you know. I'm not the sort to BUY a ship.

[Frelock]

Meta: Find a weapon.

Fantasy: Go to the docks and haggle a lower price for the sloop.  Then buy it, if possible.

[Gatleos]

Alright, one left. Turn's almost done!

[bowdown2q]

Meta: ask medbot for moar healing on my wounds.

Fantasy: follow monk and !!SCIENCE!! his hand.

[Gatleos]

Spoiler: Reminder (click to show/hide)

Time fast-forward. You must all agree with your actions when you're ready.

Derm has failure.

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Turn 8
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META TURN:

Uh oh...

Goals
Escape this ship, however we can.

Current Soundtrack
Darkness

Actions

RW: Peek outside the elevator.

(...) You peek outside the elevator to see what's making all the noise, and something mechanical leaps onto your face and begins scratching at you with mechanical claws! AAAAGGGHHH! Getitoffgetitoffgetitoffgetitoffgetitoffgetitoff!!

Meta:
Try to upgrade to Gordon-Mobile from stuff in the Medical room again.

(...) You manage to get back into the med bay, but can't find anything to upgrade the GM with. The skittering is getting louder now.

Meta: Ask GM how he feels about metagaming. Prepare to destroy anything that comes through the medbay door.

(...) "So, how do you feel about meta-gaming?"
"SEARCHING MEMORY BANKS FOR METAGAMING... MATCH FOUND. META-GAMING IS OCCASIONALLY A VITAL PART OF ROLL TO DODGE, AND HAS BEEN ACCEPTED AS A VIABLE STRATEGY. IF THIS REALITY WERE, IN FACT, ALSO A RTD, YOU COULD SAY THAT MENTAL ABILITIES IN THIS WORLD COULD AFFECT ACTIONS OF OTHER PLAYERS' CHARACTERS IN OUR CURRENT GAME OF RTD. NOW SHUT THE HELL UP MEATBAG."
The skittering is still getting louder, so you peek out of the medical bay. Spiders. Mechanical spiders the size of baseballs. There are hundreds of them, and they're coming this way from the crew quarters! Stepping into action, you begin wildly spraying the hall with plasma. There're too many! You can only barely hold them back! On the floors, the ceiling, the walls, EVERYWHERE! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! IT'S A BUG HUNT MAN, A BUG HUUUUUUUUNT!!!

Meta: Find a weapon.

(...) You manage to find a scalpel in one of the drawers. It's a start. Time to put this to use!

Meta: ask medbot for moar healing on my wounds.

(...) Ignoring the horde of mechanical spiders closing in on the med bay, you walk over to the med-bot and ask for more healing.
"ALL I CAN DO FOR NOW IS GIVE YOU THIS."
The med-bot injects you with more pain-relief serum and your hand feels stronger.

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derek L.
Occupation: Video game Developer/designer.
Currently: Standing in the elevator.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Splint | Bottle of Painkillers
Wounds: Fractured Left Leg | Light Bleeding
Abilities: Code Expert | Neckbeard | NERD RAEG
Player: Frelock
Name: Frederick Stephonavich
Occupation: Actuary (Knowing probabilities of things)
Currently: Polishing scalpel.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Medical Scalpel
Wounds: Missing Arm | Very Heavy Bleeding
Abilities: Uncanny Prediction | Actuary's Lament | Tweak the Odds
Player: monk12
Name: Monk
Occupation: Troper
Description: Characteristically wears nice hats. Top hats, pirate hats, fedoras, you name it. Hopefully still has one in his possession.
Currently: Standing in the med bay.
Inventory: Moist Top Hat | Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Frag Grenade x4 | Plasma Rifle
Wounds: None
Abilities: Applied Phlebotinum | TV Tropes Will Ruin Your Life | MacGyvering
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: Kyle Hammers
Occupation: Janitor
Currently: Mopping obliviously.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Mop | Floor Buffer | Rubber Gloves
Wounds: None
Abilities: That's The Power of Pinesol, Bitch! | Clean Freak | Custodial Might
Player: bowdown2q
Name: Paulie
Occupation: "Protection"
Description: My friend, it would be best... if you didn't know, capiche?
Currently: Getting his shots.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Hand Cast | Box o' Gauze | Stimpak
Wounds: Heavy Bleeding x2 | Broken Hand
Abilities: Blackhand | Dumb Muscle | Go For Broke

Locations

EARTH!
Interrogation Room 7E-365 (Deck M3): You were all shackled to chairs in here when you woke up. The door has been dropkicked off its hinges. There's circuitry on the walls, a row of monitors, and a row of 5 chairs.
Medical Bay (Deck M3): It's got a ton of medical supplies, a surgical table, and a medical robot.
Janitor's Closet (Deck M3): Full of precious cleaning supplies!
Central Medical Bay (Main Deck): The main medical bay.
Cryogenics and Prosthetics Lab (Main Deck): It's in the central medical bay. Sounds interesting.

Spoiler: INITIATING RTD ROUTINE (click to show/hide)

FANTASY TURN:

The planning begins.

Goals
"KIDNAP THE MAYOR OF THIS TOWN AND ESCAPE"

Current Soundtrack
Castlejam

Actions

FW: Discreetly summon an extremely large R.O.U.S. (Rodent of unusual size)

(...) You produce a puff of smoke and nothing more. It makes one of the guards cough, and he slaps you in the back of the head. You're at the entrance to the barracks.

Fantasy:
'Splode on impact the Pebble at the guard horde, than run to the ship yard.

(...) The pebble bursts harmlessly, and a guard seizes you by the arm.
"I remember you. You were causin' trouble at the tavern!"

Fantasy: Discreetly evaluate the militia presence at the shipyard, then search for SIDE QUEST!!!

(...) Channeling your guard detecting powers, you see: 2 guards standing by the customs office in the shipyard, and a few navy officers conversing by the far pier. You're about to talk to someone about a side-quest when you suddenly discover a new power: you can detect side-quests telepathically! Scanning the pier, you notice side-quests from the shipyard manager, one of the navy officers, and a crusty old drunkard by the customs office. It kind of gives you a headache. You should probably practice.

Fantasy: Go to the docks and haggle a lower price for the sloop.  Then buy it, if possible.

(...) Leaving the thieves' guild, you walk over to the pier and prepare your smooth-talking skills. You walk into the shipyard and start haggling with the manager. Somehow, you manage to drop the price down to 350 gold. The sack feels a lot lighter now, and the sloop is yours! According to the shipyard manager, she doesn't have a name yet.

Fantasy: follow monk and !!SCIENCE!! his hand.

(...) Following Edgar to the docks, you attempt to fuse the harpoon gun to his hand. You fail to do much, you just can't figure it out.

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derm Hell-binder
Occupation: Elemental Mage/Summoner.
Currently: Being escorted by guards to the barracks prison.
Inventory: Robes | Spiffy Hat | Left Upper Canine Tooth
Wounds: Missing Tooth
Abilities: Gift of the Magi (...) | Squishy Wizard | Summoner (...) | Water Blast
Player: Frelock
Name: Frelock Von-Heisenberg
Occupation: Luck-o-mancer (Manipulating probabilities of things)
Currently: Lugging around a huge sack, standing by the docks
Inventory: Gold Coin | Peasant Robes | Golden Pocket Watch | Sack o' Gold | Map of Westport
Wounds: None
Abilities: Smooth Criminal | Accident Waiting to Happen | Befuddlement
Player: monk12
Name: Edgar
Occupation: Sky Pirate
Currently: Checking out pirate ships.
Inventory: Sleeveless Long Coat | Grappling Hook | Harpoon Gun
Wounds: Right Hand Missing | Heavy Bleeding
Abilities: Booze Power | Terraphobia | Side-quest Radar
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: HighEndNoob
Occupation: Ninja Sniper
Currently: Being manhandled by guards.
Inventory: Robe | Throwing Star x1 | Mask | Pebble | Throwing Dagger x20
Wounds: None
Abilities: Immaculate Aim | Clumsy Fighter | 'Splode On Impact
Player: bowdown2q
Name: Artymir
Occupation: !!SCIENCE!!
Description: Being a scientist means never having to say you know what you're doing. Being a RUSSIAN scientist means never having a budget unless it can go HORRIBLY WRONG.
Inventory: Lab Coat | Monocle
Currently: Failing at !!SCIENCE!!
Wounds: Face Scar
Abilities: Menace | Before I Kill You, Mr. Bond | Mad Scientist

Locations

Manor Floorplan
Tavern: Generic-looking. There’s a crusty old barkeeper, a mean-looking dwarf with a scar readying his battleaxe, some drunken elves, and a spiffy-looking human sitting in the corner.
Thieves' Guild: A small set of rooms under the weapons shop filled with thieves. They're planning a raid on the mayor's manor.