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[DinosaurusRex_x]

> Read aloud a quote from his copy of the not so popular Book "How to get all of the Ladies".

[Bdthemag]

Turn 2- Space Feminists!

Frelock

Shuffle into the bathroom and grab a towel.

[3] You locate the nearest bathroom and open the door. You take a quick look inside and instantly regret ever deciding to go to the bathroom,
you think you might need eyebleach.

Darvi

Ah, towel. Best friend. Every good hitch hiker knows where his towel is.

See if I can get a free drink somewhere.

[5] You walk up to another bartender and ask him for a drink, he instantly spots your towel and say's all drinks for you are on the house.
You take a drink and feel invigorated, but slightly crappy.

HighEndNoob

Make th bartender tell me where the nearest intergalactic bus to earth is.

[1+1=2] You demand that the bartender should tell you where the nearest intergalactic bus to earth is, he tells you its on the corner of
"Shut the fuck up and get your own damn map.", for some reason you doubt that those are accurate directions.

Choobakka

Use illogic to convince the three-eyed alien that he's been conscripted into the Royal Space American Navy and that he should stop fighting civilians before he's court-martialed. Also search for a towel to craft into a combined turban/crown/bugblatter beast shield.

[6+1=7!] You tell the three-eyed alien that he has been conscripted into the Royal Space American Navy, and that he could get a court martial for what he's doing.
He quickly say's sorry to you and Flintus, and he pledges his allegiance to you and promises to follow you to the gates of hell itself. (+1 follower.)

DinosaurusRex_x

> Read aloud a quote from his copy of the not so popular Book "How to get all of the Ladies".

[1] You read aloud a quote from your book, "So bro, you wanna get all those hot alien space chicks? First your going to need the proper get-up. Go to your nearest Space-Bro shop and get the most expensive sunglasses there brah. Make sure to get a hat to flip on backwards to show people your that cool.
And remember, chicks are basically objects for you to use, treat 'em however they want."

It seems a group of Space Feminists heard you reading it and they look extremely angry, and from what you have heard of those space feminists, this won't be good.

Flintus10

allow the emperor to convince the three eyed guy to stand down and then kick him in the crotch when his back is turned.

[3] You run up to the alien and kick him in the crotch, you hear a loud metallic clang as you connect and you feel a sharp pain in your foot, god damnit.

Players

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HighEndNoob
Name: Yamatau Fault
Appearance: Asian face with a business suit
Bio: Works for an intergalatic company that is teaching other creatures about Asia
Proffesion: Asian History Teacher
Abilities: Get to work damnit!- You know how to make students, and people get to work, you get a +1 to making people do what you want.  A bit to forceful...- Your a bit of a jerk trying to make everyone do what you want, you get a -1 to social rolls.
Inventory: The Book of Everything that happened ever, Discipline Ruler.

Choobakka
Name: Emperor Joshua McMillan XII of Space America and Protector of Space Mexico.
Appearance: Wears a shabby top hat and grimy trenchcoat, and has a bushy beard. Looks like a crazy hobo, essentially.
Bio: A respectable business man who lost everything, he created a fantasy for himself in which he was the king of a mythical country. He is now hitchhiking to Earth to visit the grave of one of his "predecessors", Norton I.
Profession: Emperor of Space America (crazy hobo)
Abilities: Crazy- Your batshit insane, you get a +1 to illogical rolls. Emporeror of Space America- You are the proud emporeror of space america, people just don't quite realize it though, -1 to social rolls.
Inventory: Space Emporeror Staff (A.k.a a long stick), Top Hat.

Frelock
Name: Bob
Appearance: Ordinary
Bio: Bob is one of the most ordinary people every to set foot in the universe.  He is also dull, droll, and utterly uninteresting.  He has few skills, though one of them is the ability to put people to sleep when he tells them his life story.  Yes, this is Bob, completely and totaly non-exceptional.
Profession: Desk worker; he carries a holographic desk and cubicle with him at all times.
Abilities: Pencil Pusher- Your expertise with pencils and pens have given you amazing combat abilities, with office supplies. +1 to combat while using office supplies. Workaholic- You don't like it when your not working, -1 to that don't involve working.
Inventory: Holographic Office Supplies Emitter, Pen, Memo Report.

Flintus10
Name: Bill Williams
Appearance: Shaggy long hair, unshaven and with constantly blood-shot eyes.
Bio: The first and last thing Bill remembers before waking up on the floor of the space bar was heading to what his friends assured him was a "wicked" party.
Profession: Eh?
Abilities: Mysterious, your so mysterious you didn't even state a proffession, +1 to disguising rolls. Creepy- Your pretty creepy, you get a -1 to social rolls while not wearing a disguise.
Inventory: Guy Fawkes Mask.

Darvi
Name: John Smith. Herpaderp.
Appearance: Scrawny
Bio: [REDACTED]
Profession: [DATA EXPUNGED]
Abilities: [REDACTED]- You are a [REDACTED], you can attempt to give yourself a +1 in something for the next turn, has a three turn cooldown. Scrawny- Since your a [DATA EXPUNGED] your pretty weak, you get a -1 to rolls involving physical strength.
Inventory: [REDACTED], [DATAEXPUNGED], [FILE NOT FOUND], Towel.

DinsosaurusRex_x
Name: Rowen Boats
Appearance: Thick black glasses, has had laser treatment on his face so that he never needs to shave, wears a labcoat 2 sizes too large for him, skinny.  Often carrying around test tubes and eyedroppers.
Bio: Rowen works for a !!SCIENCE!! company that clones or re-produces extinct species for museums, zoos, and personal recreation alike.  He is one of the field agents that goes to collect all the material.  Unfortunately they only pay by commission and they haven't been too interested in the various extinct species of mold from bars across the galaxy he's brought in so far, and they never want to clone hot chicks he steals samples from a the bar... *stomps feet*
Proffesion: DNA Sampler
Abilities: Data Sample- You can attempt to collect DNA from someone, if you succeed you can then attempt to recreate the genetic abilities of that creature and use it on something. Womanizer?- You think of yourself as a womanizer, to bad your not. You get a -1 to rolls involving the ladies.
Inventory: DNA Collector, 2 Test Tubes, 1 Test Tube filled with a plants genetic material, One copy of the not so popular Book "How to get all of the Ladies"


NPC's
Name: American Space Navy Cadet
Appearance: A large alien with three eyes, and some oddly placed armor plating.
Abilities: Three Eyes- Gains a +1 to notice rolls. Moron- Gets a -1 to rolls when he isn't getting an order.
Controlled by: Choobakka

[HighEndNoob]

Find a person with a map and force him to give it to me or he will get a D!

[DinosaurusRex_x]

> Sample the Space Feminazi leader!

[Ultimuh]

((Add me to the waiting list.))


Name: Jan Itor
Gender: Male
Appearance: A dark blue-dyed haired man of short stature.
His face is of the avarage-looking human of 30 or so years,
it is kinda a rugged face tough, as if he have been everywhere but still nowhere.
He wears a dull gray janitor's suit from earth, it shows signs of age but reeks as if it have been soaked in chlorine.
He seem to be awfully attatched to an iold mop which he always has in one of his hands.
Bio: Jan have indeed been everywhere, working as a janitor for any in the galaxy who would hire him.
He have however grown tired of that life, now seeking to actually adventure instead of cleaning up nasty stuff after other people.
His years as a janitor have worn him tough, to the extent that he always has his beloved mop within an arms reach
and gotten a serious case of OCD.
Profession: Janitor

((You may think Scrubs when you see this but only few things are from that series.  ))

[Darvi]

See if I can get a ride to Traal. I heard that the ravenous Bugblatter beasts make excellent meals for visiting tourists.

[Frelock]

Ask the bartender if he needs any paperwork done...for a price.

[choobakka]

Congratulate my new soldier and leave the bar to look for a towel store.

[Bdthemag]

Im used to doing multiple updates per day....

Just waiting on Flintus10

[Flintus10]

Immediately find directions to the nearest space-bro shop.

[Bdthemag]

Turn 3- A Wild paperwork appears!

HighEndNoob

Find a person with a map and force him to give it to me or he will get a D!

You try to find someone with a map. [1] It seems there are no maps at this station at all, NONE. You try to force a guy
who looks like he makes maps to make one for you though. [2+1=3] He draws on a piece of paper and hands it to you. It shows
your current location which is a dot, then an arrow pointing forward, nothing else.

DinosaurusRex_x

> Sample the Space Feminazi leader!

[6] You sneak up behind the Space Feminazi leader and stab your DNA Collector into her. You hear a loud ping as the DNA collection
is complete. She turns around and screams, she raises her hand to slap you! [1] You try to jump out of the way but you trip over a nearby
barstool on the floor. The Space Feminazi's run over to you and start kicking you!

Darvi

See if I can get a ride to Traal. I heard that the ravenous Bugblatter beasts make excellent meals for visiting tourists.

[3] You go to a nearby ticket station to buy a ticket to Traal. You've heard the local Bugblatter beats make excellent meals for visiting
tourists, or was it the other way around? Either way the ticket booth is empty, the door to it is open though...

Frelock

Ask the bartender if he needs any paperwork done...for a price.

[4] You ask the bartender if he needs any paper work done. He says the Space IRS, those bastards. Are auditing him, and he needs some paper
work sent by them done.

You grip the papers by its neck and begin your vicious assault! [3+1=4] You take your pen and write your signature on its [5] opening paragraph!
[2] The paper doesn't seem to be phased by the attack! Taking only minimum ink damage!

Choobakka

Congratulate my new soldier and leave the bar to look for a towel store.

that
[4] You congradulate your new cadet and leave the bar to look for a towel store. You find one called Towels R Us, and walk inside.
You see many fancy looking towels hanging on the wall, many of them are outfitted with various modifications. Unfortunately you have
no money at all, having spent it all on the ride here.

Flintus10

Immediately find directions to the nearest space-bro shop.

[5] You follow a few large signs to the nearest space-bro shop, you enter and see a variety of items someone who would call
themselve a bro in space would wear. You even see a few copies of that book that DNA collector was reading.

Players

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HighEndNoob
Name: Yamatau Fault
Appearance: Asian face with a business suit
Bio: Works for an intergalatic company that is teaching other creatures about Asia
Proffesion: Asian History Teacher
Abilities: Get to work damnit!- You know how to make students, and people get to work, you get a +1 to making people do what you want.  A bit to forceful...- Your a bit of a jerk trying to make everyone do what you want, you get a -1 to social rolls.
Inventory: The Book of Everything that happened ever, Discipline Ruler.

Choobakka
Name: Emperor Joshua McMillan XII of Space America and Protector of Space Mexico.
Appearance: Wears a shabby top hat and grimy trenchcoat, and has a bushy beard. Looks like a crazy hobo, essentially.
Bio: A respectable business man who lost everything, he created a fantasy for himself in which he was the king of a mythical country. He is now hitchhiking to Earth to visit the grave of one of his "predecessors", Norton I.
Profession: Emperor of Space America (crazy hobo)
Abilities: Crazy- Your batshit insane, you get a +1 to illogical rolls. Emporeror of Space America- You are the proud emporeror of space america, people just don't quite realize it though, -1 to social rolls.
Inventory: Space Emporeror Staff (A.k.a a long stick), Top Hat.

Frelock
Name: Bob
Appearance: Ordinary
Bio: Bob is one of the most ordinary people every to set foot in the universe.  He is also dull, droll, and utterly uninteresting.  He has few skills, though one of them is the ability to put people to sleep when he tells them his life story.  Yes, this is Bob, completely and totaly non-exceptional.
Profession: Desk worker; he carries a holographic desk and cubicle with him at all times.
Abilities: Pencil Pusher- Your expertise with pencils and pens have given you amazing combat abilities, with office supplies. +1 to combat while using office supplies. Workaholic- You don't like it when your not working, -1 to that don't involve working.
Inventory: Holographic Office Supplies Emitter, Pen, Memo Report.

Flintus10
Name: Bill Williams
Appearance: Shaggy long hair, unshaven and with constantly blood-shot eyes.
Bio: The first and last thing Bill remembers before waking up on the floor of the space bar was heading to what his friends assured him was a "wicked" party.
Profession: Eh?
Abilities: Mysterious, your so mysterious you didn't even state a proffession, +1 to disguising rolls. Creepy- Your pretty creepy, you get a -1 to social rolls while not wearing a disguise.
Inventory: Guy Fawkes Mask.

Darvi
Name: John Smith. Herpaderp.
Appearance: Scrawny
Bio: [REDACTED]
Profession: [DATA EXPUNGED]
Abilities: [REDACTED]- You are a [REDACTED], you can attempt to give yourself a +1 in something for the next turn, has a three turn cooldown. Scrawny- Since your a [DATA EXPUNGED] your pretty weak, you get a -1 to rolls involving physical strength.
Inventory: [REDACTED], [DATAEXPUNGED], [FILE NOT FOUND], Towel.

DinsosaurusRex_x
Name: Rowen Boats
Appearance: Thick black glasses, has had laser treatment on his face so that he never needs to shave, wears a labcoat 2 sizes too large for him, skinny.  Often carrying around test tubes and eyedroppers.
Bio: Rowen works for a !!SCIENCE!! company that clones or re-produces extinct species for museums, zoos, and personal recreation alike.  He is one of the field agents that goes to collect all the material.  Unfortunately they only pay by commission and they haven't been too interested in the various extinct species of mold from bars across the galaxy he's brought in so far, and they never want to clone hot chicks he steals samples from a the bar... *stomps feet*
Proffesion: DNA Sampler
Abilities: Data Sample- You can attempt to collect DNA from someone, if you succeed you can then attempt to recreate the genetic abilities of that creature and use it on something. Womanizer?- You think of yourself as a womanizer, to bad your not. You get a -1 to rolls involving the ladies.
Inventory: DNA Collector, 2 Test Tubes, 1 Test Tube filled with a plants genetic material, One copy of the not so popular Book "How to get all of the Ladies"


NPC's
Name: American Space Navy Cadet
Appearance: A large alien with three eyes, and some oddly placed armor plating.
Abilities: Three Eyes- Gains a +1 to notice rolls. Moron- Gets a -1 to rolls when he isn't getting an order.
Controlled by: Choobakka

[Darvi]

Go through

[choobakka]

Declare war on Towels R Us and order my loyal soldier to begin the attack. Usecmy illogical powers to conscript people walking by into the fight against the Terrycloth Oppressor. Loot a towel and a kingly purple bathrobe.

[DinosaurusRex_x]

> Use the plant DNA on myself to camouflage and evade the Space Feminazis.

[HighEndNoob]

Pull out my discipline stick and bring discipline to The Space Feminazs.
" You no fight or you get D!"