Igfig: Last time, on Shetland Firestorm BD: White Igfig: Having undergone the Maestro's lengthy training montage, she was bidding you farewell Igfig: when the complex's sensors detected something entering the moon's airspace Igfig: investigating, you found a small, cloaked spaceship Igfig: and then shortly afterwards, you, and specifically the Maestro, were attacked by a similarly cloaked assassin Igfig: You fought and wounded the assassin, but he split into many illusionary copies and fled in all directions Igfig: Now he must be somewhere around the complex BD: Activate Detective mode Igfig: but where? and how to find someone who's all but invisible? Barvo: he must leave foot prints! BD: TRACK THE BLOOD BD: 1d20+10 to look for blood Fortuna: BD, to look for blood: [9] = 19 Igfig: The terrain of the island is quite rocky, so footprints will be hard to find Slim: Whoops, here I am again. BD: I found slim BD: but no blood Brigsby: If only Thorn were here to use his ridiculous nature check Barvo: barvo has a good nature Igfig: 1d20+17 conceal blood trail Fortuna: Igfig, conceal blood trail: [14] = 31 Barvo: 1d20+11 lookin for some bloooodd Fortuna: Barvo, lookin for some bloooodd: [15] = 26 BD: CURRRRRRRSES Waffle: we're werewolves now? Barvo: can people roll assissts for that? BD: "If only there was an ACE Detecive Waffle: boys and girls just sit down and watch this roll BD: Detective* Waffle: 1d20+8 to find some blood as an ACE DETECTIVE Fortuna: Waffle, to find some blood as an ACE DETECTIVE: [5] = 13 Brigsby: Hmm.... this is a long shot, but if the assassin happened to be carrying alcohol, I could track him that way Waffle: shit BD: Or I suppose he's a waffle right nwo BD: My perception check is higher then the detective's. For shame BD: 1d20+10 Insight to guess where he went I guess Fortuna: BD, Insight to guess where he went I guess: [4] = 14 Igfig: It would appear that he either wasn't bleeding very much, is good at concealing it, or possibly his camo suit staunched the bleeding Slim: red BD: white Waffle: yes slim, blood is red Igfig: But your good perception check does find some traces of passage, Barvo Barvo: hurrr ah Brigsby: I'm going to just go out on a limb here and use my Flagon of Ale Procurement, on the off chance that he's carrying alcohol. BD: "Don't you dare take my Ale" Igfig: Looks like he doubled back toward the complex Brigsby: I don't remember how or where I got it, but it has a power that allows me to know the direction and distance to the nearest alcoholic bever- actually on a rocker planet that's probably not a great idea Barvo: seems to be obsessed with killing that guy Igfig: That's a clever idea, Brigs Brigsby: the massive amounts of drinking at the Rock HQ would probably throw off the cosmic alcohol wavelengths or whatever Igfig: but yes, the nearest alcohol is in the direction of the fridge Brigsby: as I thought Igfig: Also Barvo, what guy? Barvo: the maestro Igfig: The Maestro's a lady Barvo: oh Barvo: right Barvo: been a long time you know Igfig: Of course Slim: And Barvo was very drunk Slim: Could have been anyone Waffle: even.. US Barvo: http://o.guidesarchive.ign.com/guides/12503/characters/6/sprigg.gif Barvo: I assume she looks like that BD: You assume she looks like blank text? Igfig: Something like that Igfig: about the right height at least Igfig: actually no, she's small but not that small Waffle: oh god Waffle: brb Barvo: sounds like the runs Waffle: no even worse Slim: So where is the Maestro amidst all this? BD: Drinking Brigsby: Hmm... so if I drink all the alcohol in the fridge, maybe my FoAP can point me to the assassin then Igfig: The Maestro followed you outside when the assassin disappeared, I think Brigsby: So he doubled back this way, right? Igfig: He went back in the direction of the complex, though not to the same entrance you all came out of Igfig: there are three entrances Brigsby: so we should follow whatever Barvo found, then Brigsby: TO ANOTHER ENTRANCE Barvo: yay\ Igfig: It goes in that direction, but you're not sure which way Igfig: you're by the shuttle hangar right now Igfig: there's the entrance that's right by the place with the gates and pillars Igfig: (where you underwent the tests) BD: "Jenkies! Let's split up!" Igfig: and there's another entrance near that one, which goes to the living areas Waffle: okay Igfig: Sure Barvo: logically, which way would the assassin go? Barvo: what is his goal I wonder Waffle: I might have to emergency brb again soon Barvo: alright, so we have 3 strikers? Barvo: 4 if you count waffl Barvo: e Igfig: Well, he was apparently trying to assassinate the Maestro Brigsby: I can switch out for DAVE, who's a leader Barvo: does the complex have a sprinkler system? Igfig: Yeah, that sounds reasonable Igfig: a fire underground would be incredibly dangerous BD: This sounds like the hollow man Brigsby: since we haven't actually done anything, is it alright for me to switch to Dave? Barvo: hollow man is my inspiration for everything Igfig: although in some areas, like the computer core, I think there'd be fire extinguishers instead because of sensitive equipment Brigsby: since 3 strikers and a leader sounds better than 4 strikers Igfig: Sure, go ahead Barvo: alright then, turn on the sprinklers Barvo: is there anyone in the complex but us the maestro and the assassin? BD: Uh oh BD: Dave is Sensitive Equipment Dave_the_Robot: I have a poncho, it's okay Igfig: Nah, warforged are waterproof BD: Oh good BD: I was afraid we'd have to skip our beach episode Barvo: I am going to wear the best bikini Igfig: The Maestro can call forth the spirits of rockers of ages past up in the shrine area Dave_the_Robot: do we actually have a map for all this? Igfig: but at the moment, yeah it's just you, the maestro, and the assassin Igfig: Nope Igfig: Probably shoulda Barvo: okay, let's keep the maestro with us for now, Barvo: He can ride on Barvo Igfig: She's quite fine walking on her own Igfig: also she looks kinda grumpy Barvo: for your own safety ma'm Barvo: 1d20+4 diplomacy Fortuna: Barvo, diplomacy: [17] = 21 Igfig: "My safety? That's already shot, now that BD: Barvo hands her alcohol Igfig: the word is out that I am here. Better Slim: So, you're all in this hanger area (I am trying to get myself back into this, you guys) Barvo: The safest place in the universe will always be with Barvo! Barvo hefts axe Igfig: you had ne'er--oh, thank you. Good." Barvo: This is better than any armor Igfig: She drinks the shot Igfig: still doesn't get on your back Slim: In a fortified underground location, high ceilings, thick doors. Barvo: that's okay Igfig: but does stay close to you Slim: Your craft is the largest ship in this hanger, taking up most of it. Igfig: Eh? BD: What other crafts are there Igfig: Their ship is still back at the Rock of Bral, being built Igfig: well, it's probably ready now Slim: Oh right. Slim: Shippy brought them Igfig: Aye Slim: MY MISTAKE! Barvo: Heronius is likely badgering the shipmaker ptalcusp about the price. Slim: (It has been too long, you guys) Dave_the_Robot: I thought Barvo and Hero were the same person Barvo: Same owner Igfig: But yeah, the hangar contains the shuttle you used to go look at the assassin's ship Barvo: Heronius split them so that Barvo could get music training Slim: And those little drones you flew around Dave_the_Robot: ah, ok Slim: But those are unmanned Igfig: And the drones, yep Igfig: ...although apparently you guys are actually outside, not in the hangar itself Igfig: right Dave_the_Robot: So, uh. Let's go in Waffle: yes Waffle: let us Igfig: okay Slim: My bad (again). Don't worry you guys! I'm working on it! Slim: (This is what happens when I go without something for too long) Igfig: from the hangar area, there're a couple of rooms you go through to get to the central complex BD: 1d20+10 to look for signs of the assassin Fortuna: BD, to look for signs of the assassin: [9] = 19 Slim: And you can never shake the feeling that something is watching you now. Slim: Waiting. Waffle: I whip off my pants Waffle: that'll show em for watching us Dave_the_Robot: 20 passive perception to look around for signs of the assassin BD: http://gyazo.com/b2f660806e8873771a005724a782afc8 Igfig: Nothing here, since he went toward the other exits, as you'll recall BD: Speaking of watching Igfig: The one by the shrine, which goes down directly to the central complex Dave_the_Robot: Right, let's head towards there then Igfig: and the one a bit further on, which goes down to the living areas Igfig: Aright Dave_the_Robot: The shrine seems important enough to send an assassin/saboteur guy, so let's check that out Igfig: Okay Barvo: keep a whether eye Igfig: The shrine, as you may recall, was the exposed top of the giant musical instrument thing that the complex is built on Barvo: oh right Barvo: maybe the elves want to break that Igfig: the source of the beat that could be heard even up in space Igfig: Could be Igfig: Well, you're at the shrine Barvo: tkae a good look around Igfig: you don't see anyone else here at the moment Barvo: look for signs of passage Barvo: 1d20+11 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+11: [6] = 17 Dave_the_Robot: 1d20+10 Perception Fortuna: Dave_the_Robot, Perception: [12] = 22 Igfig: nothing you can see, Barvo... Oh, Dave does notice a damp footprint just outside the entrance Igfig: just one, and pointing outwards from the door BD: Does he examine it with a comically oversized magnifying glass? Dave_the_Robot: I don't Dave_the_Robot: But I tell everyone I see it, and follow it. Can I tell which other entrance it was heading towards? Waffle: shame Igfig: Nope, it's just the one. If it was going to a different entrance, you'd expect to see more. Dave_the_Robot: So it just goes out into the wilderness or whatever? Barvo: I take out my water skin. Igfig: It's a single footstep, it doesn't really have a direction Barvo: I fill my mouth with water Dave_the_Robot: I was afraid of that, okay Igfig: Int check, maybe? Barvo: I face each corner of the room and blast a spray of water out of my mouth at it. Dave_the_Robot: 1d10+9 Intelligence Fortuna: Dave_the_Robot, Intelligence: [4] = 13 Dave_the_Robot: wait Dave_the_Robot: that was a 10 Dave_the_Robot: 1d20+9 Fortuna: Dave_the_Robot, 1d20+9: [19] = 28 Igfig: Even if he was here earlier, he's long gone by now, Barvo Igfig: Oho Barvo: just being certain Dave_the_Robot: I found a footprint, time to *enhance* Slim: Quick! Jarate! Igfig: Dave, you deduce that he went inside and then went to come back out (to trick you into thinking he had entered here), but upon taking a step he saw that his feet were wet and would give away his position Igfig: so he re-entered here Barvo: so he is in here? Barvo: I am confused Igfig: Well, the complex is all connected up on the inside Dave_the_Robot: So he went in, came out to trick us into thinking he was in here, then saw he had left tracks leading out so he stayed? Igfig: Aye Igfig: He's probably deeper in the complex by now, but this is the way he came Dave_the_Robot: My logic processors take a second to decipher all of this information from a wet footprint, then I relay it to the rest of the party Igfig: And as long as you have the sprinklers going, he'll be avoiding any dry areas Barvo: good Barvo: okay everyone Igfig: Unless he finds a towel I guess Barvo: think like an assassin Waffle: hmmm Waffle: he will slip inbetween the sprinklers Dave_the_Robot: how would Adam handle this Waffle: also I'm sorry I have been attempting to contact this e-course teacher and haven't been paying much attention Waffle: where are we right now? Igfig: You're at the entrance by the shrine Waffle: and what is going on Igfig: which goes down into the central complex Dave_the_Robot: Well, we know he's inside somewhere, so let's get searching Igfig: which is where most of the teaching and stuff goes on Igfig: it connects up to the housing area and the hangar area Igfig: and also to the computer core, where the sensors and things are Igfig: the computer core also connects to the living area Waffle: it's like a sims house Igfig: is there anything else a complex like this would need? Dave_the_Robot: bathrooms Barvo: a kitchen Dave_the_Robot: which I guess are in the living area Igfig: Bathrooms in every section, kitchen in the living area Slim: Full sized stage? Igfig: There's a storage area for food and things near the living area Slim: Mosh pit, somewhere. Waffle: he must be in the bathroom BD: What about first aid Igfig: The shrine is the main stage BD: He's been injured Igfig: but there're some smaller ones in the central area Igfig: That's a good idea Dave_the_Robot: speaking of bathrooms, brb Slim: Uhg. Slim: My internet is starting to be a shit. Igfig: There's a small medical bay-- just a room with medical supplies, really-- in the living area Barvo: Let's head that way Waffle: yewah Igfig: Aright Waffle: let's loot the shit out of that Igfig: The hallways are all wet and puddly from the sustained sprinkling Waffle: is there risk of flooding? Igfig: There's some drainage, though the sprinklers add water faster than it drains Waffle: oh dear Waffle: we might have a problem later Waffle: for now lets just keep hunting Igfig: the water is pumped in from the sea, so I suppose if you ran it for a whole day you could get some problems Igfig: Through the hallways, you make your way to the living wing Igfig: the medical bay is easy to find Waffle: is there any chance the assassin just ran back to that ship we were at earlier? Igfig: and indeed, it has been lightly ransacked Waffle: apparently not Waffle: this assassin is dumb Igfig: Well, you wouldn't be surprised if he did want to get back to the ship eventually Igfig: considering, y'know, it's the only way off this planet right now Igfig: er, moon Dave_the_Robot: back Waffle: okay so now we need to look for clues he may have left behind Igfig: but no, for some reason he didn't go directly to his ship Waffle: is there any way to check if the ship is still there? Dave_the_Robot: Speaking of that, maybe we should send someone to secure his ship Waffle: we left our little mech things there didn't we? BD: Someone get a drone Igfig: Looks like a couple healing potions are missing, Waffle Waffle: the BASTARD Igfig: and I believe the sensors situation is Igfig: your sensors down in the computer core were able to detect that /something/ was at the ship's location, so you sent the drones and determined that there was a largish object with a cloaking device, and then Igfig: you took the shuttle to see it in person, where you messed around and managed to interfere with it enough to drop the cloak for a moment and reveal that it was a ship Igfig: The drones... I'm not sure if you took them back or not Igfig: but they're controlled from the hangar area Slim: I am pretty sure they returned with the drones. Igfig: Okay Waffle: maybe we should head on over there quickly and send those drones out again Barvo: just send bd for now Igfig: BD, you going to do that? BD: Sure Igfig: Okay Igfig: so you're heading to the hangar wing BD: I salute or something Igfig: the rest of you? Waffle: ermmm Waffle: BD should just go BD: This is the part where I'm brutally murdered Waffle: we will continue er... searching the lounge Waffle: yes Waffle: that's it] Dave_the_Robot: I'll go with BD, we shouldn't go alone when there's an assassin on the loose Barvo: I'll ask the maestro about any vital systems outsiders might find. Igfig: Slim, one of us should take each group Waffle: I will lounge on this couch BD: Dave runs after me and finds me brutally murdered Waffle: drink some of the beer from the fridge Slim: OK, one moment Waffle: wait what Dave_the_Robot: *klaxon alarm* Slim: OK, one group in OoC? BD: We're smaller Igfig: Yeah BD: So we'll go there Igfig: Which one would you like to take, Slim? Igfig: OOC? Waffle: wait so who am I with? BD: You're on the couch BD: watching Space Oprah Waffle: okay then Igfig: I think you, Barvo, and the Maestro are back in the lounge Waffle: okay Waffle: so ooc? BD: Me and Dave are in ooc Waffle: okay here then Barvo: hmm Waffle: so Igfig: It's sprinkling in here too, so the couches aren't too fun to sit on Waffle: aah manm Igfig: but anyway Slim: So which group am I in charge of? Igfig: Your choice Igfig: the one going to the hanger are in OOC Igfig: the ones talking to the Maestro are staying here Slim: I'll take hanger Igfig: Aright Barvo: brb Igfig: (just passing along some stats to Slim) Waffle: okay Igfig: Okay, right Waffle: yyaayyy Waffle: no work tomorrow Waffle: I can sleep in Waffle: and stay up late Barvo: good Igfig: "The systems that are the most vital are, Igfig: of course, the music training studios Igfig: but I don't think our guest is after those. Waffle: of course Waffle: but he might be Igfig: " Waffle: if he is an elf Waffle: then he could be preventing future rocker generations Igfig: (He was a reptile sort of thing Igfig: ) Barvo: ok Barvo: What do you think he is after? Waffle: oh Waffle: hmm Dave_the_Robot: fuckin' kobolds Igfig: Medium-sized. Not a race you recognized. Waffle: probably to kill the maestro Waffle: maybe her bed chamber Waffle: or something Waffle: somewhere they can sneak up on her Igfig: "It /is/ true that the elves would like me dead Igfig: Though I'd expect they'd send one of their own Waffle: but why send one of their own Waffle: where it can be easily tracked back to them Waffle: when they can send someone who is not connected to them, will not be easily tracked Waffle: and is frankly much better of an assassin Igfig: Why would they care if they could be tracked back? Barvo: I think if the elves were behind it they would have bombed the moon from orbit Barvo: until it was just some floating chunks Waffle: yes that true Waffle: too* Igfig: 'Tis few that would know or care if I died Waffle: hmm Waffle: I still feel like they'd be hiding somewhere to make a move when you're alone Igfig: Indeed, so I will stay right here with you. Waffle: are you sure your old legs can carry you with us? Waffle: har har har Igfig: "These old legs can still kick your pasty ass." Barvo: let's not antagonize our music teacher Waffle: Yeah I guess you're right Waffle: however Waffle: what if Igfig: But yes, the elves would not trust this to some one else Waffle: the assassin is in this room right now Waffle: waiting for us to leave so they can attack the maestro Igfig: Then we would see their outline in the spray Waffle: Hiding in a corner? Waffle: they could crawl on the roof Waffle: they could be in that little corner again Igfig: She throws a pillow at the corner Waffle: yes a pillow will certainly do the trick Igfig: it hits the ceiling Waffle: well okay that dilemma is solved Igfig: "For now, at least, we're safe. It would appear." Waffle: I feel like if we staked out maestro just chilling on the couch we would be able to catch the assassin in the act Igfig: But yes, a non-elf would care more for their own life Igfig: than for the insult I represent to Barvo: I doubt either of us can hide very well Igfig: their strict musical tastes Igfig: an elf would never run away from this. Another might. Waffle: maybe if we just cover ourselves in a blanket Barvo: wait, what race is ace justice? Igfig: Yes, where did your stealthy friend go now? Igfig: She stops to adjust a lampshade. Barvo: cause Barvo is 8 feet tall. Waffle: I wonder if I could just sort of... Waffle: 1d20+9 stealth hide under the couch Fortuna: Waffle, stealth hide under the couch: [10] = 19 Waffle: darn Igfig: The couch is high enough off the ground that you do fit underneath BD: (Barvo can wear a lampshade) Barvo: Barvo can just pretend to be the door Igfig: but bits of you are sticking out BD: (Also, if you have any windows, you notice a drone doing barrel rolls with BD surfing on it) Waffle: shit Igfig: hahaha Waffle: 1d20+7 dexterity to scrunch up in a ball Fortuna: Waffle, dexterity to scrunch up in a ball: [9] = 16 Barvo: I will hide behind the couch Barvo: and giggle Waffle: to try and hide my bits Barvo: I tell the maestro to start singing Igfig: Okay. Waffle: start rocking maestro Igfig: "Here? Now? All right, I could do something like, oh..." Igfig: (just looking for an appropriate song to parody) Igfig: Assassin, assassin, hold a little while Igfig: Think I see my students coming, jamming many a mile Waffle: okay my emergency brb is currently cleared Waffle: we're good for tonight Igfig: Students did you get some lasers? Bring me a metric fuckton Igfig: Bring my something, my dear students Igfig: to keep me from the assassin's gun Waffle: 1d20+8 perception Fortuna: Waffle, perception: [6] = 14 Igfig: And then she goes on like that for a while Waffle: keeping my eye out for the assassin Waffle: like the red dot on her forehead Waffle: that we saw last time Barvo: 1d20+4 assassin watch Fortuna: Barvo, assassin watch: [2] = 6 Waffle: nice one barvo Igfig: Her voice sounds basically like Mick Jagger Waffle: I don't know who that is Igfig: /ban waffle Waffle: I'm really not too keen on bands or musical groups Waffle: so anyways Barvo: you are the worst person Waffle: me and barvo are under and behind the couch Igfig: Yeah... you're still there. Waffle: this isn't the worst thing I've said that I don't know really Waffle: but again anyways Waffle: we are keeping our eyes out for the assassin Waffle: Barvo is probably not hiding very well Waffle: barvo get under the couch with me Igfig: About halfway into the song Igfig: the sprinklers turn off Barvo: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YzH3CF-SBM Waffle: oh okay I know that song Waffle: I know the voice now Waffle: also shit who turned off the water Waffle: keep on your toes barvo Waffle: there be assassin's on the loose Barvo: Dang Waffle: barvo get under the damn couch! Waffle: 1d20+9 to drag barvo under Fortuna: Waffle, to drag barvo under: [17] = 26 Waffle: strength Igfig: The Maestro stops for a moment, but then goes on BD: A loud siren sounds Waffle: oh shit Waffle: we broke stuff Waffle: thecouch blew up BD: From the hangar Barvo: Barvo is a giant Barvo: he is much larger than the couch Barvo: anyway Barvo: "That's DAVE's siren" Barvo: We must go Waffle: oh shit Waffle: onwards! Barvo: I knock the couch out of the way Waffle: we sprint out of the room Barvo: scoop up the maestro Waffle: the couch explodes BD: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k2VhB7vaZI0&feature=player_embedded#! Barvo: and sprint after ace justice Igfig: "Yes, we should indeed go there at once." Waffle: so do we move over to the other chat? Barvo: she says from under my arm Igfig: Well Igfig: it's gonna take a little while to get there Waffle: okay Igfig: Impromptu skill challenge! BD: To avoid the puddles Waffle: let's do this Waffle: gotta make sure not to slip Barvo: brb Igfig: Two successes each to get there Waffle: okay Waffle: hmm Igfig: Puddles on the floor, winding passageways, etc Barvo: okay Waffle: 1d20+9 to leap over the puddles heroicly Fortuna: Waffle, to leap over the puddles heroicly: [6] = 15 Barvo: athletics to run really fast Waffle: aah shit BD: If you mess up you run comically in place before falling on your face BD: and a laugh track plays Barvo: 1d20+17 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+17: [1] = 18 Waffle: aah SHIT BD: Barvo comically does that Barvo: dang Igfig: Waffle tries to jump over one, hits the roof Barvo: we are a comedy of errors Barvo: okay Igfig: Barvo runs into him as he stumbles, and you both careen out into an intersection BD: Comedy trio Barvo: endurance to recover and keep on truckin Igfig: where... Fortitude save Barvo: ok Barvo: save Waffle: 1d20+12 fort save Fortuna: Waffle, fort save: [14] = 26 Barvo: 1d20+12 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+12: [20] = 32 Waffle: I land on Barvo's shoulders BD: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Rav9ijyyZk Barvo: Barvo repels all of the water in the room Barvo: with his mighty boots Igfig: You actually slide through a tripwire, attached to... a flashbang! Waffle: 1d20+12 perform to give barvo a mighty rock tune to invigorate him Fortuna: Waffle, perform to give barvo a mighty rock tune to invigorate him: [11] = 23 Waffle: oh crap Igfig: But you're moving so fast you actually outrun the explosion Waffle: oh snap Igfig: 2d10+5 / 2 Fortuna: Igfig, 2d10+5 / 2: [8, 7] = 17 Igfig: wait, that's wrong Igfig: (2d10+5)/2 Igfig: hmm Igfig: 2d10+5 Fortuna: Igfig, 2d10+5: [10, 9] = 24 Igfig: half that Barvo: 12 damage? Igfig: 12 damage Waffle: me too? Barvo: okay Waffle: I'm riding on his shoulders Igfig: Yeah Barvo: endurance to keep on truckin Barvo: and to hold up waffle Igfig: Actually, Barvo critted, didn't he Barvo: yeah Igfig: Barvo takes no damage at all BD: I like to imagine that Barvo is riding waffle like a surf board Barvo: 1d20+11 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+11: [18] = 29 Yin joined #pwot_dnd. Waffle: oh there's yin BD: Yin is teleported to the hangar Waffle: yin climbs out of barco's pocket Barvo: So I guess thorn wakes up from his nap Waffle: barvo's BD: Dern it Igfig: Apparently Barvo is, yeah BD: So who is YIn with Igfig: Okay, next round of the challenge, go Waffle: hmmm Igfig: The Maestro sings something inspiring Waffle: 1d20+6 history to remember the hallways we walked through and guide barvo through Fortuna: Waffle, history to remember the hallways we walked through and guide barvo through: [20] = 26 Waffle: FUCK YES Waffle: man do I love 20's Igfig: 1d20+20 (I don't remember her bonus) Fortuna: Igfig, (I don't remember her bonus): [7] = 27 BD: Surfboard Ace yells at barvo Igfig: Waffle not only remembers the hallways, but actually recalls a shortcut Waffle: it's through the air vents Waffle: oh man Waffle: at some point we need to try to stuff barvo through an airvent Barvo: I have only 3 skills as barvo Igfig: The vents do have covers on them Waffle: rip 'em off barvo Barvo: k Barvo: 1d20+6 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+6: [9] = 15 Waffle: the bonus from maestro remember Igfig: +4 from her Barvo: 19 Barvo: I still think a +6 for a str check is pretty good Igfig: You surf straight into the grate with foot outstretched and kick it right in! Barvo: Barrrvoooooo Igfig: speeding into the vents Waffle: KOWABUNGA DUDE Igfig: and out the grate on the other side BD: Are they in the hangar now? Waffle: we power slid through Igfig: Bursting right into the hangar, yeah Igfig: Let's go to the other thread Barvo: k Waffle: ? BD: And thus I am here Dave_the_Robot: in here? Dave_the_Robot: okay Waffle: fuck Waffle: FUCK Waffle: FUCKING GOD DAMMIT Waffle: some bugs got into my shirt drawer BD: HAW HAW Waffle: and just bit the hell out of my shirt Waffle: good thing there was only one in there Waffle: thank god my problem sleuth shirt wasn't in there Waffle: brb I need to go shoo them Barvo: problem sleuth? everyone knows pickle inspector was the real star. Igfig: So, BD Igfig: you're here by the assassin's ship, eh? BD: Mhmm BD: The drone flew up into the sky and is somewhere Igfig: Oh... did the drone actually make it all the way to the ship before Dave lost control? BD: No BD: But I ran there BD: Or I started running Igfig: It's normally a half-hour walk to the assassin's ship BD: It was on the horizon Igfig: Okay, it looks like you were pretty close Waffle: whoa whoa whoa Waffle: I will fight you barvo Waffle: Problem Sleuth is the best character BD: *cough* Waffle: everyone clear out Ace Justice needs to murder Barvo BD: I push waffle out of framwe Igfig: about ten minutes walk, or a third of that running BD: 1d20+13 to run there Fortuna: BD, to run there: [14] = 27 Waffle: I fall comically out Igfig: Which skill was that? BD: Atheletics Igfig: In any case, I think you passed Igfig: k Igfig: And okay, you get to the ship Igfig: it still looks more or less like an outcropping of rock BD: 1d20+10 to look for any traps on it Fortuna: BD, to look for any traps on it: [3] = 13 BD: Boy I'm perceptive Igfig: Were you here when we were investigating it earlier? BD: I was the drone pilot Igfig: Yeah, but then you guys came in the shuttle to look in person Igfig: Logs... yeah, looks like you were there BD: Mhmm Igfig: Barvo hit it with his axe a few times and it gave off a flashbang sort of effect BD: Yup. I remember that Igfig: then you punched the concept of camouflage and got the cloak to flicker for a little while BD: Is it still flickering Igfig: Nah, it stopped after twenty seconds or so Igfig: but you know how you did it the first time and could probably do it again BD: Is it cloaking the actual ship or is it sort of a field around it BD: that i could just walk through Igfig: It's the ship itself BD: Then I'll punch the concept of camo again Igfig: when you whack it, it looks like you're just whacking air BD: 1d20+13 v AC Fortuna: BD, v AC: [16] = 29 Igfig: The cloak does indeed start flickering again BD: 1d20+10 to get the details of the ship Fortuna: BD, to get the details of the ship: [4] = 14 BD: Perception Igfig: The spaceship is quite small as spaceships go, about twenty-five feet long BD: Do I see a way to get in it Igfig: it looks sharp and lethal, like a dagger that can fly Igfig: matte-black under the camo Igfig: There is a cockpit at the front, with the sort of canopy that opens up Igfig: that looks like the way in BD: Hmmm Igfig: you can see pilot controls and a jammer helm inside BD: 1d20+10 to check around the canopy for traps Fortuna: BD, to check around the canopy for traps: [20] = 30 Igfig: Well Igfig: It looks like there are a few spots on the hull that will automatically drop a flashbang when struck BD: Anyway to take the flashbangs? Igfig: you identify them all, well enough that you'd be able avoid them even when the camo is back on Igfig: and you could try that Igfig: it'd be a thievery check BD: Hmmm BD: 1d20+8 to try to get them Fortuna: BD, to try to get them: [2] = 10 BD: Crap BD: "I'M BLIIIIIIIIIIIIND" Igfig: Yep Igfig: You trigger it while you try to take it out Igfig: Fortitude save BD: Can I feel around and try to open the cockpit BD: Alright BD: That's half fort right? Igfig: Fort - 10 BD: 1d20+12 Fortuna: BD, 1d20+12: [3] = 15 BD: bah Igfig: 2d10+5 radiant damage Fortuna: Igfig, radiant damage: [4, 1] = 10 Igfig: and you're stunned for a round BD: I'll hop in the cockpit once I'm not stunned Igfig: It does appear to be locked BD: Crap Igfig: some kind of magnetic seal at the nose BD: 1d20+8 to unlock it I guess Fortuna: BD, to unlock it I guess: [11] = 19 Igfig: What skill are you using? Igfig: Thievery? BD: Thievery. Unless I can use something else Igfig: Well, that's actually good enough BD: Awesome Igfig: the guy never bothered with good locks, since the camo was always enough Igfig: The canopy slides open BD: Awesome BD: I'll take a look inside before hopping in Igfig: The jammer helm is a comfortable chair, which appears to also double as a bed. The cockpit is roomy but spartan. Igfig: In back are two small doorways, probably bathroom and storage. BD: I'll hop in and check the storage BD: Maybe look for an instruction manual in the rooms as well Dave_the_Robot: Hey Ig, I'm drawing a map of the hangar, do you know the dimensions? Igfig: I didn't have anything specific in mind, so however big it needs to be Dave_the_Robot: 50x30 ft sound good? Igfig: the shuttle is probably about forty feet long, so yeah Igfig: actually more like thirty Igfig: so definitely yeah Dave_the_Robot: ok, cool Igfig: Anyway, sorry BD Igfig: Overall, the cockpit is something like the cab of a luxury eighteen-wheeler BD: Oh sweet Igfig: crossed with a fighter jet Igfig: The storage, you find, contains food for a week or so and some "personal items" BD: *couch* BD: cough* Waffle: *cough* Waffle: black dynamite turned into a couch Igfig: no manual, but you've flown the Boat before so it's prolly not too different BD: Alright then BD: I'll settle into the cockpit Barvo: by personal items do you mean a butt plug? BD: Let's see if I can fly this thing Igfig: I leave it to your imagination, kay Igfig: and sure BD, give it a try Igfig: You're a monk, so your powers are psionic, right? BD: yeah BD: What skills am I using Igfig: Well, to power the ship and make it move you just expend an at-will power as a minor action each round... since I don't think you've used the _helm_ before, that'll be an Arcana check BD: 1d20+4 Fortuna: BD, 1d20+4: [12] = 16 BD: I'm going to end up crashing this thing if we depend on Arcana Igfig: You carefully bring the nose up... a little too fast, oh god! Igfig: The pilot controls use Acrobatics BD: Awesome BD: 1d20+13 acro Fortuna: BD, acro: [1] = 14 BD: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Igfig: ...The ship flips over and lands upside-down. BD: "Crap" BD: I'm assuming they have airbags and not flashbangs Igfig: nah, just more flashbangs Igfig: crash? Flasbangs BD: "This ship's designer is horrible" Igfig: Drivethrough? Flashbangs. Igfig: Up at Makeout Point with your best girl? You better believe it's flashbangs. BD: Insult the ship's designer? Flashbangs Igfig: But yeah, the airbags deploy so you're fine. BD: Awesome BD: 1d20+13 to punch the concept of being upside down Fortuna: BD, to punch the concept of being upside down: [14] = 27 Igfig: You "punch it", as they say when they want to go fast BD: Oh my Igfig: firing the attitude jets to flip the ship up on end BD: "WOO" Igfig: and boost Igfig: This ship has good engines! Most jammers wouldn't be able to fly on engine power alone BD: Awesome Igfig: but this one still moves like the wind. Igfig: Where to? BD: To the hangar Igfig: Right on BD: Also, arm the flashbangs Igfig: Heheh, aye aye BD: I need a pirate hat and a peg leg Waffle: oh good lord Igfig: Feel free to enter the other chat at an appropriately dramatic moment BD: Someone give me a cool one liner before I blow him up Dave_the_Robot: It's just been revoked Barvo: Ticket's please! Igfig: Hide from this. Waffle: I suck at oneliners Waffle: errr BD: It's a giant missile Waffle: okay Slim: I AM one liners, you guys Slim: What is the gig? Waffle: BOMB-BOYAGE! Slim: So basically he is shooting a big missle at the back of the ship? Thorn: Planning to. BD: Yup BD: I like Ig's Thorn: Oh hey, I have the perfect idea. I'll jump with the explosion from your missile, that way I'll be fine. Waffle: myth busters tested that Waffle: it does not work Thorn: This is D&D though, plus rule of cool. Dave_the_Robot: Adam and Jamie don't exist in D&D BD: The myth busters don't exist here Waffle: they could Dave_the_Robot: unless there's some sort of walrus beast race BD: There is Dave_the_Robot: but that's just Jamie Thorn: Oooh, only instead of busting myths like that, they bust myths as an adventuring team by cracking the skulls of mythological beings from folklore. BD: I like this idea Thorn: Usually dragons or errant fae beings. Dave_the_Robot: Hyneman the Walrus man and his loyal sidekick Waffle: bam Waffle: our next campaign Slim quit. Waffle quit.