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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: No shots fired ... this time.


“So glad you could join us so quickly, gentlemen,” Willow declared smoothly, her arms still out to shield the girl behind her, “is it with us or these hooligans that you have business?”

Uh, Cap,” Sam drawled through clenched teeth, his weapon now skipping between more targets than he cared to count, “I dunno what kind o’ luck this’n falls under but, if I recollect, clear, we’s done past our three…”

"We got the chance for one solid to bring us full circle and start the cycle over, Sam." Wyatt answered, waiting for someone to make a move.

It is a very tense moment, that Willow receives no answer and the Tong do not look like they wish to talk. Guns are being pointed, shells pumped, triggers cocked and the look of the Tong Guards’ faces reveals nothing of what they are thinking. One of them, the leader you would assume by his demeanor and red sash, commands the others in Chinese so fast you can’t catch all of it. Something about “protect”, “Grandfather” and “kill them all” you caught but the rest you are unsure.

The old Sheppard rights himself upwards and calls out in a commanding voice, “No! No Violence! No killing! Any man who harms another here will no longer be welcome in my house!”

The words have a profound effect as guns are immediately lowered and many of the men bow deeply in respect despite the fact that the priest can not see them.

“Dao!” The old man cries out

“ //I am here Grandfather//” the young lady behind Willow calls out in Chinese.

“Are you hurt?”

“//No Grandfather. But I kicked one of them. I am so sorry grandfather. I was scared and he ..//”

“Don’t worry about it child. They brought it unto themselves as violence only begets violence.”

The old man approaches you and the young lady detaches herself from Willows arm and runs to her grandfather. She swiftly details to the Sheppard the details of you (three men, a woman, they came to our aid etc etc). He listens patiently and then comes forward to stand before you. “Thank you. Many a man or woman are there who would have walked pass and pretended to not notice. Others would resort to guns and killing immediately to make their point. I thank you for your aid and am honoured by your restraint.” He says and bows to you formally as does his granddaughter.

(Assume some conversation here)

Red Sash comes forward. He sees the old man bowing to you and immediately bows to you as well. Then he says, “Honoured Grandfather. What shall we do with these men that bothered you?”

“Hold them but do not hurt them. I wish to speak to them for awhile about the errors of their ways. Only through forgiveness and wisdom will they see a better path to walk.”

The Sheppard and the young lady leave you, heading towards the ruffians who now sit with their backs to the stables, disarmed. The bleeding nose of the one seems to have stopped, but they are kept there as the priest starts into a sermon to his captive audience about the word of the lord and loving thy neighbour.

“Do you gentlemen know the story of the Good Samaritan? It is an important story that all should know and think long and hard upon ….”

OOC: I have left this open for more interaction if you want. Otherwise you are free to continue to the schoolhouse.

Posted on 2007-11-25 at 21:41:21.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Stunned and unable to parry


SAUP is a game state where you are not unconscious but are literally reeling from the attack. You can not fight, you can not parry - you are essentially defenseless but you can post thoughts, fears, doubts or whatever might be going through Max's mind right now.

Max can get up and move around - you can even try to do a potion if you'd like, but you can not fight at all until you get yourself righted.

Whoa - Only one post this week. Everyone busy or was I too vague?

Posted on 2007-11-25 at 20:58:28.
Edited on 2007-11-25 at 21:45:00 by Alacrity

Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: well


I had to look up what kettle corn was, I will go with caramel corn.


Baby Early or Baby Late?

Posted on 2007-11-20 at 19:26:53.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Well no one is kilt yet


Remember there is the young girl and the old man who you just saved. The Tong aren't likely to open up with one of them still in the way.

Posted on 2007-11-20 at 17:17:03.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: WHY!


Why are all my players so paranoid!? I have the lowest player killed ratio on this site!

Posted on 2007-11-20 at 16:49:53.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Tongs for being here


Did I scare everyone away with the Tong Gang?

Posted on 2007-11-20 at 16:21:13.

Topic: Star Trek: Cerberus Recruitment
Subject: stop it!


Stop talking about needing a chief Engineer! It won't work!

Posted on 2007-11-20 at 15:23:16.

Topic: Olan's baby photobucket
Subject: The humanity!


Pictures to haunt a child for the rest of his life.




Posted on 2007-11-19 at 18:22:08.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Universal actually


I don't get notification for Qwwllo or ROC.

Anyway, I have posted and you can too! Surrounded by Tong thugs in a dead end town - sounds like a bad song.



Posted on 2007-11-19 at 18:21:09.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Been over this


I don't get notifications either. I have told Olan aboutthe problem but no solution has been found.

Posted on 2007-11-19 at 02:51:33.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: Dead men tell no tales


Corporal Gruber waited on his knees and thought of his training. Many years ago, he had stayed in this position for two weeks, before a training mannequin to learn this move. It was a deception based on fast reflexes and knowing your enemy.

”Your opponents are encumbered with many ideals that guide their actions. Use them to your advantage and they are as powerful as any weapon of technique.” The Training Commander had said walking before the decoys, “You are caught alone, facing superiorly armed and armoured enemies who are burdened with codes of honour, beliefs and morality. Challenge them! Don’t feed into their delusions with offers to surrender or lay down arms. Ask them to do what they can not possibly do – go against their own codes. Make them face that and they will hesitate, and …”

“Aye that I shall but first a question, what lies above us, what manner of creature do ye face on tis roof. Answer and you shall die quickly by my hand without pain, refuse and in your last moment’s pain will be all you will remember,” the gladiator asked

"Stay your hand, friend Maximus," the tin clad leader spoke.

"You know I am no stranger to bloodshed, but I cannot allow this. Were we executing this man for a crime, it would be one thing... but as far as we have seen, he has simply done his duty - he has followed the orders of his commander. I cannot let you murder him for this. No one wants to gain this tower more than I! And yet, if you do this, if I allow you to do this, what makes us different from those we oppose? No. Bind him. Let one of the mages render him senseless. But we will not murder a man who has offered his surrender."

They will start to monologue. No, they can’t do this that and the other thing. Yada, yada yada rights and deeds and you will have time to do this.

“He didn’t surrender, don’t make that mistake,” the young boy responded. “If he lives he will look to fight again. And it wouldn’t be murder…it would be justice. Any Green young enough to be serving has the blood of citizens on his hands. Take it from one who knows how the Emperor keeps his grip on the land.”

By the Gods, they are gonna talk me to death

Maximus moved to end the Green’s life with a swing of his vorpal blade. With sudden swiftness and flexibility, the Green bent himself backwards as the blade descended, dodging the blow. Then he sprang upwards as the gladiator tried to correct his swing. Using the base of his wrist extended upwards, the Green strikes Maximus directly at the base of the nose, The force from the blow sending bone fragments through the brain at a high velocity, killing him instantly.

Or so it would have been, had Dapple not been ready. The thief knew it was a trap – after all Greens do not surrender. It was almost their motto, like the Blues with their “We are the Shield”. Dapple didn’t know what the move would be, but she knew something would happen.

Her dagger left her hand quickly and accurately. As the wrist came up to strike, the blade sunk deep into the Imperial’s shoulder, causing him to move ever so much. He didn’t cry out, but the impact of the attack was diverted so Maximus wasn’t killed, but struck hard to the face. He staggered back, reeling for the blow, unable to keep his bearings from the intense pain and momentary blindness caused by the blow. He fell backwards down the stairs.

Then the lightening struck. A blue bolt of energy appeared out of nowhere, striking Dapple, and then arcing to Kilgim before hitting the stairwell. The green Imperial died with a scream of intense agony. Dapple took the full force of the blast and fell to the ground. Kilgim, spared the full energy and resilient as dwarves are, is standing still but definitely injured.

A pillar of flames erupts where Arien was standing. The heat from the pillar is intense, burning with a holy energy hot enough to melt the metal of armour and turn flesh to ash. But when the fire column is gone, Arien stands, unscathed by the flames if looking a bit mystified.

Two women appear in the doorway behind you. Both wear the red uniform of the Imperial magic corp, one has a holy symbol of a silver skull, long white hair and a intense look of anger upon face. The other has black hair, pale skin and dark eyes with a bewildered vacant expression. She is looking directly at Valentine then says, “Adrian? Is that you?”

“I said kill the mages! Now!” the white one cries out. Then both of them disappear again.

OOC:
Wounded
Arien: not a scratch - still
Char: Light Wounds
Maximus: Critical Wounds – Stunned and unable to parry
Jal: Taking notes (Say, that was a nice Lightning bolt)
Valentine: Arm is coming back – next round
Kilgim: Serious Wounds
Dapple: Critical Wounds –Stunned and unable to parry

Admiral – check your sheet if you want to know who the woman is, or ask me for details. Both Jal and Valentine recognize the dark eyes and pale skin as symptoms of a mage using their spells past their mana limits, therefore using up life force.

Posted on 2007-11-19 at 02:49:37.
Edited on 2007-11-19 at 14:15:55 by Vanadia

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: here comes the cavalry - sorta


"Ain't it something', Sam, how it don't matter what piece I' dirt we settle on there're always low down, mangy rats that need exterminatin'?"

“Uh-huh,” Dash nodded, his hand moving deliberately to the butt of his own revolver and not hesitating in the least to slide the iron from its holster, “Gorram shame, too, as them rats don’t never seem ta get smart enough ta stop bringin’ knives ta gunfights.”

And if that ain't enough to draw their attention away from the old man and the girl, Wyatt'll say, "Hey! Ugly! Lay off or I'll break ya."

The three amigos stop shoving the old man around, letting him fall dizzily at their feet. They put hands on pistols, ready to defend against these … interfering types.

The man with the girl is clearly confused. People normal keep moving by them, not wanting to get themselves involved. But these two …

Moments pass like eternity between the ticks of a clock. “Mind your own business Stranger! Or you’ll find it cut off!” he snarls at you, seemingly unaware of the mixing of metaphors. He reaches for the girl, probably thinking to use her as a shield against Wyatt and Sam. As he reaches though, the girl kicks him. Not the kicks of a martial artist, or a street fighter taught to attack with deadly force. It is the high swift kick straight up of a dancer. She nails him square in the nose and follows up with another kick, to the exact same place. Blood pours from his nose as the girl cries out in terror and turns to run towards Wyatt and Willow, hiding behind them.

‘AHHH! My nose! Gorram it! My nose!” he drops his knife and clutches his nose in agony, trying to stem the bleeding. The other three start to laugh at him, then remember that they are supposed to be looking intimidating at you and seem embarrassed.

It is an awkward moment now. They obviously don’t want to fight you and the one of them might need some medical attention. ‘What she do that for?” the bleeding man whines, “We’s just having some fun.”

The gravel crunches behind you and you urn your head enough to see another man approaching. Wyatt and Sam recognize Fenris Apollo and nod a greeting before turning three attention to the ruffians.

Then, from around the side of the stables come running five men, all oriental dressed in black. They are armed with pistols on their sides, double machetes on their backs, while three carry shotguns and two have rifles. Four more come running around the other side of the stables, similarly armed. They look have the look and demeanor of Tong thugs and they are moving to surround all of you.

OOC: Tong are similar to Chinese Triad or the Mafia. Organized crime syndicates organized around families.

Posted on 2007-11-19 at 00:32:09.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Sorry


I have been my usual busy so I have not posted the conclusion of "Maximus and the Deadly Hallow".I would like to say that I am building suspense, but I would be lying.

This weekend I hope to post, unless William decides to show up early and then all bets are off.

I can barely keep up with these games and you people want me to join Star Trek too? Nuts.

Posted on 2007-11-16 at 15:39:37.

Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: really


Now that is an intersting mental picture.

Posted on 2007-11-15 at 21:42:18.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: anyway


I wouldn't worry too much. These guys are the Serenity version of wandering monsters. It was this or drop a group of Reavers on you, which I couldn't make sense of considering there are three Alliance ship watching the planet. (Sir, there is a reaver ship making landfall. No sir, they have no cargo of ice. Yes sir, let them pass)

What are a grouping of Reavers called anyway? Herd of cows, a gaggle of geese, a murder of crows, a _____ of Reavers....

Posted on 2007-11-15 at 21:06:31.
Edited on 2007-11-15 at 21:43:04 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: sharp poisoned thingies


Willow has a sharp poisoned pointy thingie if I remember correctly. If one of them makes a grab at you they may be out faster than Wyatt or Sam can drop them.

Posted on 2007-11-15 at 20:50:37.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Trouble find you in this town.


Frisco 11:00 AM RST

Wyatt, Willow and Sam strolled down the streets of Frisco on their way to the schoolhouse. They passed under the gravitic lifter track of the Magrail and passed by the building signed as the Transport station – Frisco. An older woman wearing a tattered gingham dress and a old style conductor’s hat is entering the station as you pass by. You observe that for a grandmotherly type of woman, she’s wearing a sawed off shotgun on her back in a leather quick draw rig. The hat tells you she must work there and the gun says she don’t put up with trouble.

Behind the Transport station is the Port Authority signal tower, tall and straight. It rises over twenty feet to a control tower room at the top. Single ladder bolted on to the tower is the only access to the control room.

On your left is “Tom Loughney’s Saloon and Oyster Parlor”, according to the hand painted sign outside the building. Not really a building as much as it is a dugout with a front entrance structure. Oysters in a desert, seems rather odd to you. As to the saloon part, you see a man lies on the ground outside the building, sleeping in the dirt. The smell is booze and urine is strong enough to reach your noses as you pass by.

Taking the route fastest to the school, you split off the main room and follow the pathway to your left. As you approach a livery stable just on your left, you see some men ahead of you, whooping and hollering. There are four of them, ruffians all - unshaved louts that you see all over the verse, living day to day on their wits and their guns.They are dressed in long coats and flannel shirts, armed with revolver pistols that look like dime store specials. Three of the men are pushing a man between them like he was a playground ball. As you approach, you realize the man is oriental, balding except for wisps of white hair and dressed in white robes of a priest. His eyes are completely white and he stumbles around as he is pushed between the men – you realize he is completely blind.

The fourth man is holding an oriental girl, who is crying out in Cantonese “//Please leave my Grandfather alone. He can’t see!//”

“Well maybe if you distracted us from the fun we are having with grandpa, bao bay, then maybe we could let him go” The man drawls to the girl, making free with his hands. “If you can keep us all entertained that is.”

The girl twists away from him and strikes him with a hard slap across the face – hard enough to make his head turn and he staggers back. His malicious grin changes instantly to a snarl.

"You gonna pay for that jien hwo!” he says, drawing a long knife from a sheath at his side.


Fenris had made his way into town from the bunkhouse and was about to turn down the main street towards the Frisco Port Authority when a group of people caught his attention. The hat and cost looked like Captain Wyatt and he recognized Sam Dash even from this distance. He didn’t know the lady holding on to the captain’s arm but kora had mentioned a lady doctor on board by the name of Willow. It looked like they were close to the livery stables so he could catch up with them.




Posted on 2007-11-15 at 03:51:33.
Edited on 2007-11-15 at 04:00:58 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: waiting


I am just waiting on Tann to tell if he is available to post or not before i decide whether to bring his character in now or wait until later.

Posted on 2007-11-12 at 15:04:32.

Topic: Star Trek: Cerberus Recruitment
Subject: Not into violence


I can't see Lt. Bob N'doog on a warship. Violence just was not in his nature. Remember this is the man who converted his standard issue phaser into a toaster on the way down to a planet.

Happy hunting though.

Posted on 2007-11-12 at 01:30:12.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Edited post


I have edited Tann's post for Maximus as there was an action assumption on combat that was in error.

Posted on 2007-11-08 at 18:59:18.

Topic: Worst Gaming Clichés
Subject: Drizzt clones


The Driz'zt clone characters are a cliche I can do without. It's been done people - to death. It was cliche when RA did it!

Posted on 2007-11-07 at 20:33:50.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Who is who


I will keep a running list of people you have meet or are referred in this thread. there are a lot of people you can interact with in Frisco so I want to keep it clear as possible.

Bailey Sackett - Chief Mechanic for Hornsilver Mine. Usually JW's goto man on most things mine oriented. Suffers from Bowden's Malady.

JW McClarrin - Owner of the Hornsilver mine. Probably the one who saved you from detection. Also a parlimentary seat holder as well.

Brigit Trousdale - The hot School Marm. Engaged to JW and is apparently the one bankrolling the Ice drop, which is news to you.

Posted on 2007-11-07 at 20:30:37.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Enter the Wolfman .Ooooooo


Planet Regina, City of Frisco. 10:15 am RT

I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told

Fenris Apollo picked up his bags and walked towards the door. Danny Sol looked up at his from his bunk, “You heading out Wolf?”

I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises

“Yeah. Time to move on” Fenris said nodding a cordial goodbye, Not that he really cares, no one ever did around here the mechanic walked out of the bunkhouse and looked up into the blue sky of morning.

All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear, and disregards the rest, hmmmm

The wave from Kora was a buddasend to Fenris. Rocinante was his old friend Sam Dash’s ride and the property of Capt. Wyatt. Fenris liked the two well, Sam being a good man who helped him out of a jam once, and Wyatt being the straight shooting honest type that the Mechanic liked. Kora said they needed a mechanic, and he was more thaj willing to take the job. Not like Bailey Sackett would mind. Hell, when Fenris was hired he was promised all sort of things – good pay, a house and the like. But nothing came to fruition. Wasn’t Bailey’s fault though – this was the political muckity-mucks mess with his life.

So Fenris Apollo, or Wolf as most came to call him, packed up his stuff and headed towards the landing pads. Either as mechanic, or as passenger, it was time to leave this rock. Walking through the streets of Frisco, he saw the people that were suffering in this lawless town. Something needed to be done here, and he’d hoped that something would be done soon. JW was coming to town, and the mine owner had pulled a miracle from his hat before. Wolf wished that he could do something, but it was more than one man with a criminal record to his name could handle. Even an unearned one at that.

In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains.


Li la li...



Posted on 2007-11-07 at 19:48:16.
Edited on 2007-11-07 at 19:48:48 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: coming!


Fenris is staying at the Mining Bunkhouse and has stayed there since you arrived about six months ago. You came here on promises of a paying job, a house and new beginning. Things haven't lived up to the promises, with the mine slowed to a crawl due to the embargo. You are living with miners, who don't socialize with you much because you ain't a miner. You have a room, not a house and overall you have been feeling the need to move on.

You recieved a wave the other day from an old friend "Kora". She tells you that your pal Sam Dash and Captain Wyatt of the Rocinante are heading your way and are looking for a mechanic. So you are up in the morning and ready to head over to the landing pads to see if your ship has come in. Figure either way, as mechanic or passenger, it's time to move off this rock.

Now I would like to post an intro to you in the game and then you can go ahead and post. if I don't get my butt in gear and get it done today, go ahead and post based on the info above, assuming you are on your way to the landing pad, but not quite there yet.

Posted on 2007-11-07 at 12:18:27.
Edited on 2007-11-07 at 12:21:07 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Just some good old boys, not meaning no harm......


Wyatt gave a nod and scanned their surroundings once more, “Yup, Sackett. We’re the crew with the shipment. Now, if’n you don’t mind showing us where we’re supposed to unload this cargo and get paid, I’d be right obliged.”

Bailey nodded, “ Well me and some of the boys will be out come sundown to unload your shipment, Captain Wyatt. Say arounds midnight or so. As for payment …”

“Yeah,” Dash added, his eyes still roving the surroundings for any signs of the red-haired woman, “an’ if’n ya don’ mind showin’ me where ta find that yummy li’l copper-top as was standin’ over there, I’ll be yer best gorram friend inna world!”

Bailey wheezes a laugh at Sam’s comment, “Well that would be who you’d want to talk about payment. Her name is Brigit. Brigit Trousdale. At least it is for now, as she is JW’s fiancée. JW, being the man who owns the Hornsilver mine and is basically responsible for all of us being here.” Bailey looks around inquisitively, “Hurm…. I could have sworn Brigit was just over there. Oh, well she’s probably gone to see where JW is keeping. You can find her at the Schoolhouse often as not. She’s the School Marm here. Anyhow, she’s the one bankrolling this operation, to keep JW’s hands clean for the parliament and all. Talk to her about payment cause I’m out of the loop for this run.”

(throw in any questions here)

“Well I’s got work to do. See you tonight. There be saloons and the like in town. But be careful boys, and lady, “Bailey warns seriously, “This here is a lawless place. We gots no sheriff or lawman around here so it is best you keep to your irons,and an eye on your women, catch my meaning?”

Posted on 2007-11-07 at 03:27:08.
Edited on 2007-11-07 at 03:28:08 by Alacrity

 
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