1fa335 No.4316 [Last50 Posts]
The year is 4893, 2000 years since the inhabitants of earth left it and made contact with the hundreds of other races across the stars. During that time there have been advancements in magic and technology, wars for resources and land, and much much more. But whatever happens in this galaxy is unimportant, as this is a story about YOU! What you do could be minor, another mere citizen in a galaxy with trillions, or it could be major, a bounty hunter tracking down the biggest crime lord in centuries. In the end its up to you…
Make your character!
>Name:
>Race:(Either standard fantasy or alien. If alien in some way include a pic or a very good description)
>Fluff:(Better fluff better stuff)
>Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
>Magic Class:(Universe is very high magic, so you can be creative. Just explain wtf it is meant to do if you put something unique)
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4318
>>4316
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4320
>Name: ???
>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>Magic Class: Steath
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4321
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memery downloaded into him. Soly's found by {Bazrael1's Character} drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4322
>>4316
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in [Bazrael's char name's] ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On [insert Bazrael's ship name here], humming a happy tune as he cleans a rifle and looks at his pictures hung up on the wall.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4323
>>4322
Full combat suit, for those times when kevlar armor just won't cut it and/or dealing with space slugs.
Don't trust space slugs.
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1fa335 No.4324
>>4316
Changing Character
>>Name:Birch
>>Race:Elf
>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>Leave this Blank:
>>Health: Healthy
>>Mana:
>>Spells:
>>Equipment:
>>Ship:(If applicable)
>>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4325
>Name: Captain Buzz Hodgers
>Race: Thermian (Tentacle Monster)
>Fluff:
Since the dawn of , Thermkind has gazed upon the stars and desired to reach out into empty space, tentacles open.
Through determination, will, and the good old fashion Thermian hardwork and glandular lubricant, we reached out into the heavens, reaching and grasping with a million arms of peace.
The planet Thermian and its slimmy tentacle people have united the various races around it in the UFS, to ensure peace and prospertiy among the races, and set out to explore the stars.
Named after the first Thermian astronaut to step on the moon, who said in his famous quote
>"that's 10 small steps for therman, one giant leap for thermiankind"
Captain Buzz Hodgers of Spacecommand and his faithful crew pilot the TSS Intrepid on it's 10 year voyage of exploration, to brashly go where no where no Thermian has gone before!
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Thermus, Capital of the Union of Federated Systems
>Magic Class: Psionics (Universal translation of his dashing voice. Also most people of his race have psionic powers one way or another which can be trained)
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1fa335 No.4326
>>4316
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4327
>>4318
>Mana: 10/10 charges
>Spells: Beam fix(Lvl 1)
>Equipment:Magic Wrench, Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
>>4321
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you dont have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
>>4322
>>4323
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew
>>4324
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
>>4325
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Psionic Voice(Lvl 1) Psionic Tentacle(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Tentacles Swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Tentacles~]What it says on the tin. Oh and also you have experience as a ship captain and space combat in general.
>>4326
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>>4320
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: 20 Eggs
>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
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1fa335 No.4328
>Name: ???
>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>Magic Class: Steath
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: 20 Eggs
>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
1-2. lay these eggs and re build the brood
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1fa335 No.4329
 | Rolled 21, 90 = 111 (2d100) |
>>4327
>>>Name:Birch
>>>Race:Elf
>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>>Leave this Blank:
>>>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1:"Alright seeing as how we are currently under employed in the doctor department lets see if i can do some healing stuff with my powers."
2:Lets amp up this Aether Blast to.
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1fa335 No.4330
| Rolled 52, 75 = 127 (2d100) |
>>4328
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1fa335 No.4331
| Rolled 68, 84 = 152 (2d100) |
>>4327
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
1. Do my job hopefully no endrich piece of shit will try to attack me or any space demons try to corrupt my crew.
2. Nothing to do yet I'm here with Buzz when I'm done I'm gonna to find some space sluts and fuck them now here I am. How big is a booty of one of the sexdroids I wonder. Best make my warpsight better at least I'm a clone that's good at his job better focus on the ship instead of fantasising about booty.
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1fa335 No.4332
| Rolled 15, 19 = 34 (2d100) |
>>4327
>Name: Captain Buzz Hodgers
>Race: Thermian (Tentacle Monster)
>Fluff:
Since the dawn of , Thermkind has gazed upon the stars and desired to reach out into empty space, tentacles open.
Through determination, will, and the good old fashion Thermian hardwork and glandular lubricant, we reached out into the heavens, reaching and grasping with a million arms of peace.
The planet Thermian and its slimmy tentacle people have united the various races around it in the UFS, to ensure peace and prospertiy among the races, and set out to explore the stars.
Named after the first Thermian astronaut to step on the moon, who said in his famous quote
>"that's 10 small steps for therman, one giant leap for thermiankind"
Captain Buzz Hodgers of Spacecommand and his faithful crew pilot the TSS Intrepid on it's 10 year voyage of exploration, to brashly go where no where no Thermian has gone before!
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Thermus, Capital of the Union of Federated Systems
>Magic Class: Psionics (Universal translation of his dashing voice. Also most people of his race have psionic powers one way or another which can be trained)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Psionic Voice(Lvl 1) Psionic Tentacle(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Tentacles Swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Tentacles~]What it says on the tin. Oh and also you have experience as a ship captain and space combat in general.
1-2. Captain's Log, Space Date 3253. We begin our journey headed on an exploration into unknown territory in search of new planets inhabited by life, intelligent or otherwise. I have an able-bodied crew and ship and am preparing to begin our great exploration.
We will start our journey exploring through several stars in the Paranium Sector believed by long range telescopes to have planets orbiting them around their habitable zones.
—
"Captain on the Bridge"
A yet unammed crewman reports, as Captain Hodgers entesr wearing his Federation Uniform and Captains Hat atop his "head", and slithers into to his chair.
"Alright Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the TSS Intrepid. I run a tight ship, on a tight schedule, and I expect a tight crew. You all know your duties, let's get to work."
>>4321
>>4326
"Mr Vrammyr, set a course for the Paranium System and plot our Warp Navigational routes. Miss Perenna, start charting routes where you can get a maximum likelyhood for the detection of intelligent frequencies or bioforms on planetary surfaces."
>>4318
>>4324
"Mr Varlseer, I want to test the ship at flank speed. Accelerate to Warp 5. Let's stretch her legs. Miss Birch, work with Mr Varlseer and run a diagnostic Jellar Field Generator is fully operational."
>>4323
"Mr Sabine, I'd like a test run of the ships defensive systems and weapons array. I'll want us to be prepared for anything upon our exit from Warp Speed."
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1fa335 No.4333
>>4332
Already done Sir, I mean captain, I mean Admiral. Right now I'm charting the routes of best interest and making sure no space deamons will try to corrupt yall. Anyway I've better get back to work. Anyway hope some of the routes I foresee might be quicker
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1fa335 No.4334
| Rolled 92, 27 = 119 (2d100) |
>>4327
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>>4332
1/2 - "At once, captain. Setting a course for the Paranium sector. I also advise a slower egress from warp drive, so that we may arrive closer to potentially habitable planets without unwanted disruption to the atmosphere or surrounding space."
[Set a course to the Paranium sector's hospitable region.]
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1fa335 No.4335
>>4332
"Dammit captain I'm a wizard not a pilot. But um seriously I don't know what the hell the Jellar Field Generator is."
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1fa335 No.4336
>>4335
"Ah yes, I believe you were trained in a Magus Academy not a Federation Institution.
Ah, how do I say "make sure the Aether doesn't leak enter our ship and that the protective systems work. Mr. Varlseer will help fill you in on our Quantum Technology, or "Magitech" as it's also called. "
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1fa335 No.4337
>>4316
>Name: Space Officer Henry O. T. Dickings
>Race: Incubus
>Fluff:
Henry O.T. Dickings second son of the Dickings family was always a handsome devil. Ever since he could work the girls were just over him, at first for his cute little face, later for his sexy aura. But other than the rest of his family Henry never felt himself pulled to debauchery and sin. Instead he swore to upheld the sacred space law, joining the space law enforcement as the possibly most sexy police officer of the sector, if not the entire galaxy.
Often being mistaken for a stripper Henry works hard in being recognized by both colleagues, his family and the people out in space.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Anyplanet
>Magic Class: Incubus Magic
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4338
>>4316
>Name: Danila Gereg
>Race: Human.
>Fluff: In the latter days of Old Earth, back when magic was first being examined on the subatomic level, certain forms were developed to be used in science. These forms were mostly lost with the destruction of the planet that developed them, but as life from earth has not truly died, neither has the abilities that were developed there. Danila's clan cannot truly trace their own lineage back to earth save by their humanity, but the magic they use could have come from no other source. It's certainly helped her make a name as a soldier of fortune…regardless of what her family may think.
>Current Planetary Location: Genesis, a trade hub for that sector of the Galaxy and a major jump point.
>Magic Class: Carver (Uses magic to forcibly turn one object into multiple pieces by separating one part from another along a straight (or if they're very proficient, curved) plane)
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1fa335 No.4339
| Rolled 49, 39 = 88 (2d100) |
>>4332
>>4327
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in [Bazrael's char name's] ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On [insert Bazrael's ship name here], humming a happy tune as he cleans a rifle and looks at his pictures hung up on the wall.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
>>4332
Darius makes a gun with his hand, smiling across his face as he points at the hat-wearing tentacle mass. "Gotcha, mate. Gotta make sure our cannons haven't imploded since I checked them fourteen hours ago."
1. With that, Darius moves around the bridge, performing a thorough check of the weapons systems to ensure everything is working and stable. Damn, we should really get a gunner in here. I can check the systems and fire them in a pinch, but I'm the guy with the sniper, not the one behind the turrets. Works for now, 'course. And seeing as I'm head of Security and all.
2. In my spare time, I'm gonna check the IntraWeb to see what's going on in the Paranium sector, any security threats, dangerous factions, known obstacles, cults - and any fun contracts or requests, 'course. Gotta have something to do in my downtime.
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1fa335 No.4347
>>4316
>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
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1fa335 No.4350
>>4337
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Lust Bolt(Lvl 1) Bolt of Depravity(Lvl1)[the second one is an actual attack/dmg spell btw. Dont copy this part]
>Equipment: Standard Issue Officer Pistol, Police Badge, Shock Mace
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Incubus]Your an incubus, meaning you are far sexier and more charismatic than most, and also partly stronger. This also means that certain spells are far more damaging to you.
>>4338
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Slice(Lvl 1) Dice(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Storm Claws
>Ship: None
>Bonus:[Ancient Lineage] You are a Carver, and like all humans your lineage traces back to earth. Your though traces to the most ancients of lines, and your msgic is both rare and powerful. While foes may not be expecting your skill and style, there are few defensive spells for your magical type
>>4347
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
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1fa335 No.4353
| Rolled 30, 47 = 77 (2d100) |
>>4327
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1. Follow the captain's orders.
2. See if I can find some spare parts to upgrade my shotgun. Maybe get a sight. A few runes and I should be able to see trough cover.
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1fa335 No.4354
| Rolled 97, 96 = 193 (2d100) |
>>4350
>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1. Service the guns in the Armory
2. Train with my spear.
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1fa335 No.4355
| Rolled 42, 13 = 55 (2d100) |
>>4350
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Slice(Lvl 1) Dice(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Storm Claws
>Ship: None
1. Find a place to practice my magic.
2. Post that I'm available for hire on the job boards.
>>Bonus:[Ancient Lineage] You are a Carver, and like all humans your lineage traces back to earth. Your though traces to the most ancients of lines, and your msgic is both rare and powerful. While foes may not be expecting your skill and style, there are few defensive spells for your magical type
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1fa335 No.4404
| Rolled 60, 29 = 89 (2d100) |
>>4350
>Name: Space Officer Henry O. T. Dickings
>Race: Incubus
>Fluff:
Henry O.T. Dickings second son of the Dickings family was always a handsome devil. Ever since he could work the girls were just over him, at first for his cute little face, later for his sexy aura. But other than the rest of his family Henry never felt himself pulled to debauchery and sin. Instead he swore to upheld the sacred space law, joining the space law enforcement as the possibly most sexy police officer of the sector, if not the entire galaxy.
Often being mistaken for a stripper Henry works hard in being recognized by both colleagues, his family and the people out in space.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Anyplanet
>Magic Class: Incubus Magic
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10 Charges
>Spells:
+ Lust Bolt(Lvl 1)
+ Bolt of Depravity(Lvl1)[the second one is an actual attack/dmg spell btw. Dont copy]
>Equipment:
+ Standard Issue (Space) Police Officer Pistol
+ (Space) Police Badge
+ Shock Mace
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:
+ [Incubus] Your an incubus, meaning you are far sexier and more charismatic than most, and also partly stronger. This also means that certain spells are far more damaging to you.
1. Establish contact with the ships Space Police Officer headquarters. Report for duty and get an assignment, after all that's what space police officers do.
2. Practice some incapacitating incubus magic to make the subdueing of subjects easier. Nothing lethal, just a safe takedown is all.
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1fa335 No.4406
>Name:Oberlin Chroxalix
>Race: Dragon.
>Fluff:Dragons popped up around the galaxy, altering only very slightly from world to world. From tiny, hand sized beings to massive titans, able to sustain themselves in flight through the void. Oberlin is one of these titans, huge in size and able to maintain flight outside of atmopshere, with the assistance of engines. Oberlin hatched several centuries ago, young by the standard of his size, off into the void to hunt for what a Dragon needs; a Hoard, slaves, a lair and a mate. Oberlin is equiped with mass cybernetic alterations, implanted weaponry, some armour plates to supplement his massive scales, and some large engines implanted into his abdomen to allow proper space flight. He is incredibly maneuvarable and very quick due to spending his life in flight, but has no sensors or a radio array beyond a booming voice and his eyes. He is coated in dark, black scales, seeping into the void as wings the size of small cities beat in the darkness, eager for enemies to kill, loot or enslave. Dragons once mastered many a planet, and in truth, the same stayed so in the void.
>Current Planetary Location: On the verges of a planetary system containing 3 Terran planets and 1 Gas Giant.
>Magic Class: Electromancy, Polymorph.
As any Dragon, he possesses an elemental breath weapon, and a resistance. Oberlin breathes a gout of powerful electric bolts, with a resistance to gas and poison. Also as any dragon, he possesses the ability to shift to a humanoid shape, though with his implants, this would leave him requiring a gigantic form in order to fit the implants, meaning he doesn't often polymorph.
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4409
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1fa335 No.4411
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1fa335 No.4412
>>4406
Here, have a reply.
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1fa335 No.4414
>>4412
I'll take that as a no then. Sorry for the disruption, have yourselves a good time.
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1fa335 No.4415
>>4414
Here, have a link. Come into the chat so we can reasonably discuss your char. https://client00.chat.mibbit.com/ (Channel is #Nation)!
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1fa335 No.4419
>>4316
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4420
>>4328
>>4330
Meanwhile, as the crew goes about its business in the ship, you begin working. You build up a brood of eggs, around 50 more of them, and plant them throughout your hive. All you need now is some bodies for the children to grow in…
+50 Eggs
>>4329
Good thing your definetly a doctor, and have always know healing spells! *nervous laughter*
+Aether Heal(Lvl 2)
>>4331
You guide the ship through the aether, feeling it shudder as you flow through the calm ocean of magical energy. You even fantasize about big booties along the way, causing the ship to edge just a bit to the left as it flies…
>>4332
You speak to the crew and everything seems to be going well. Other than the whole ship seemingly moving harmlessly to the left(…or is that bad? You forget.)nothing seems off.
>>4334
Like any logical and rational being, you set a course that is almost perfectly accurate. All though something feels off about the ship moving to the left…
>>4339
You check all the weapons and find them functioning perfectly. Satisfied, you check the intraweb and search of the system. Seems they have pirates, traders, and a war going on one of the planets. You dont read much farther, as you look up as the whole ship moves a bit to the left…
>>4353
You follow the captains orders, and in the meantime you work on your gun. Add a sight here, some runes there, and soon it will be much better!
+Upgraded Shotgun(3/???)
>>4354
Guns get serviced and you train qith your spear.
+Spear training 1(3/10)
>cont
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1fa335 No.4422
>>4404
You attempt to contact the station, but as the ship is currently sailing through the aether you are unable to pierce its waves by yourself. Seems you'll have to ask the captain or navigator. In the meantime as you practice some better magic you notice the ship move a bit to the left…
+System Shock(2/10)
>>4355
You find a good hideout in the slums to train your magic. After that you put up your name on the job board despite knowing that mercenaries such as yourself do it in…other ways.
+Hideout
>3 days until the TSS Intrepid reaches the system
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1fa335 No.4423
| Rolled 74, 2 = 76 (2d100) |
>Name: ???
>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>Magic Class: Steath
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
1-2. Watch from the shadows for suitable hosts as the eggs prepare to hatch
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1fa335 No.4429
| Rolled 53, 60 = 113 (2d100) |
>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Skills: Spear1 (3/10)
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1. Continue spear training +Hive mind
2. Work on my marksmanship
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1fa335 No.4431
| Rolled 7, 84 = 91 (2d100) |
>>4420
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. Continue upgrading the shotgun, maybe something to punch through cover. 3/???
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1fa335 No.4439
| Rolled 23, 99 = 122 (2d100) |
>>4422
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
1-2 Do navagation well it'll be a while before others land. Of course they trust a drow with this. Maybe that's why I'm a drow instead of a high and mighty knife ear. Oh well as long as we don't piss any drawves
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1fa335 No.4453
| Rolled 89, 2 = 91 (2d100) |
>>4420
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On the TSS intrepid as it flails wildly.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1. Wow, that is INCREDIBLY not good. I feel like I should really check out why we are leaning seventy degrees to the left, but that's not my field unless daemonettes come on-board. Anyway, I should spend some time working on my long-range marksmanship as well as the ship's little range allows. The one I made, I mean. That one.
2. I should practice my small arms skill as well - a pistol seems like all I'm allowed with me ninety percent of the time whenever we have to go talk with 'important figures'. Would be so much more fun if the Captain would let me take whatever I wanted. I'll convince the tentaclehead one of these days, and it'll be fucking great, and we'll, like, share a margarita on the beach of an alien planet afterwards.
That's a weirdly specific thought. Huh.
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1fa335 No.4455
| Rolled 55, 17 = 72 (2d100) |
>>4420
>>>>Name:Birch
>>>>Race:Elf
>>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>>>Leave this Blank:
>>>>Health: Healthy
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1:Get to work on make sure the ships Aether Filed is preforming to its highest capacity.
2:Set up a little medical station on the ship for people to come to if they are injured.
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1fa335 No.4461
| Rolled 99, 68 = 167 (2d100) |
>>4420
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>>4336
1/2 - "Captain, I'm detecting a moderate veer towards portside of the ship. Recommend Navigator Vrammyr to correct for more efficient and less inhibiting travel. What further orders would you have me carry out?"
[Do whatever it is Bazrael asks me to do.]
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1fa335 No.4468
>>4419
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Pistol
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
>>4437
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Dream Reap(Lvl 1) Dream Send
>Equipment: None
>Bonus:[Amalgam]You are a very versatile and adaptable organism, made from a variety of beings by a long dead race. You may even have functions you dont know about.
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1fa335 No.4474
| Rolled 42, 38 = 80 (2d100) |
>>4422
>Name: Space Officer Henry O. T. Dickings
>Race: Incubus
>Fluff:
Henry O.T. Dickings second son of the Dickings family was always a handsome devil. Ever since he could work the girls were just over him, at first for his cute little face, later for his sexy aura. But other than the rest of his family Henry never felt himself pulled to debauchery and sin. Instead he swore to upheld the sacred space law, joining the space law enforcement as the possibly most sexy police officer of the sector, if not the entire galaxy.
Often being mistaken for a stripper Henry works hard in being recognized by both colleagues, his family and the people out in space.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Anyplanet
>Magic Class: Incubus Magic
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10 Charges
>Spells:
+ Lust Bolt(Lvl 1)
+ Bolt of Depravity(Lvl1)[the second one is an actual attack/dmg spell btw. Dont copy]
>Equipment:
+ Standard Issue (Space) Police Officer Pistol
+ (Space) Police Badge
+ Shock Mace
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:
+ [Incubus] Your an incubus, meaning you are far sexier and more charismatic than most, and also partly stronger. This also means that certain spells are far more damaging to you.
1-2. To the left is a very relative term when it comes to talking about things in Space. After all Henry O. T. Dickings was a Space Police Officer who needed to do his duty. From the looks of it he had no assignments and was sort of on leave, though he had no memories of how he got onto this ship in the first place.
He would just have to continue practicing his fancy magicaboo incubus spell attack.
+System Shock(2/10)
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1fa335 No.4479
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1fa335 No.4482
| Rolled 80, 90 = 170 (2d100) |
>>4468
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Pistol
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2:
"I SWEAR, SAY I'M SHORT AGAIN! I WILL THROW YOU INTO THE FUCKING REACTOR!"
"HUH? WHAT WAS THAT? SORRY? YOU DAMN WELL FUCKING BETTER BE!"
"Jackass…"
Okay, that's the twelfth toaster this week fixed. This is getting really, really boring.
What's next on the list…
…
Nothing?
I'm free?
Oh, thank the maker. I'm gonna go…
…shit, all I know how to do is this.
[Objective: Mod plasma pistol. Add stock, tweak the plasma emitter and extend the pulse tossers to make it a plasma rifle.]
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1fa335 No.4486
| Rolled 12, 9 = 21 (2d100) |
>>4461
>>4439
"I'm noticing the odd navitagational qurik myself.
We might need to make some adjustments and redirect the ship to compensate for an error. Just one degree off, and we might end up lightyears from our destination! Correct it if you will."
Action:
1-2. [Make sure the ship is headed on the right path and keep traveling]
>>4455
"Fine work Birch, make sure this isn't a problem with outlying fields interfering with our Quantum Machinery."
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1fa335 No.4487
>>4321
>>4486
"Hmm, Vrammyr remind me which left did you say we were headed?
I just remembered that bibrachial species only have one left and one right. . ."
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1fa335 No.4488
>Name: Ikuinen
>Race: Human Perpetual
>Fluff: While exploring the ruins of a lost civilization near his colony, he stumbled into a strange device in a deep cavern. it activated at his touch, and the arcane machinery around him began to whir and spin and glow. Suddenly, a wave of energy hit him from all sides, and, for a moment, he knew precisely how it would feel to have a neutron star jammed through every vein and artery in his body at once. The cave collapsed from the detonation, burying the boy in tons of rock and earth. The colonists mounted a search effort, but gave up when they realized that they would never be able to dig him out, assuming the rocks hadn't crushed him instantaneously. After a simple funeral, his family went back to their lives, sorrow in their hearts.
>That is, until a month later, when a thin, pale and dirty Ikuinen came climbing out of the cavern, otherwise none the worse for wear. "I just kept digging", he explained. Passed off as a combination of divine providence and the indomitability of the human will, the incident was remembered as a curious tale of survival against incredible odds, but nothing too extraordinary.
>Until young Ikuinen failed to stop being so young. His failure to hit puberty, or the ordinary thirteen-year-old growth spirt could only be passed off as his being a "late bloomer" for so long. Eventually, they tried hormone therapy to jump-start him into adulthood, but his body stubbornly refused to progress past that of a child. At one point, he was so disgusted by the whole situation that he attempted to end his life with a blaster to the mouth, and wound up only with a large, but rapidly-healing hole through his head for his trouble. Two miraculous survivals were clearly no accident. Scientists performed a battery of tests on him, culminating in an entire battery of artillery being poured on to him, to little effect.
>This inability to die made him extremely valuable for the colony's armed forces, and he was quickly signed on as a marine in the colony's small navy, just in time for one of the major galactic wars that was breaking out. While not much of a leader, due to his short stature and somewhat squeaky voice, he racked up an incredible total of kills and prisoners during the defense of the planet, including three enemy frigates, almost singlehandedly.
>After much heroism, and many years, he was finally able to overcome his childish looks, and win the hearts and minds of the people of his colony, and was elected the colony's Pomo, or chief. Now, he intends to make the small colony into the greatest nation the stars have ever seen.
>Current Planetary Location: Around a yellow dwarf star on the edge of the galaxy.
>Magic Class: immortal
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.4507
| Rolled 19, 85 = 104 (2d100) |
>>4486
It was veering into the left captain. Don't worry sir I'm working on the navigational quark. To remind you we are getting to the Paranium Sector in three days. So by the time I've noticed the ship veering left I was thinking about thoughts that are X related. But now I'm not thinking about some X related stuff so it'll be corrected
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1fa335 No.4508
>>4507
Ooc didn't mean to roll
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1fa335 No.4584
| Rolled 10, 17 = 27 (2d100) |
>>4422
>Name: Danila Gereg
>Race: Human.
>Fluff: In the latter days of Old Earth, back when magic was first being examined on the subatomic level, certain forms were developed to be used in science. These forms were mostly lost with the destruction of the planet that developed them, but as life from earth has not truly died, neither has the abilities that were developed there. Danila's clan cannot truly trace their own lineage back to earth save by their humanity, but the magic they use could have come from no other source. It's certainly helped her make a name as a soldier of fortune…regardless of what her family may think.
>Current Planetary Location: Genesis, a trade hub for that sector of the Galaxy and a major jump point.
>Magic Class: Carver (Uses magic to forcibly turn one object into multiple pieces by separating one part from another along a straight (or if they're very proficient, curved) plane)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Slice(Lvl 1) Dice(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Storm Claws
>Ship: None
>Bonus:[Ancient Lineage] You are a Carver, and like all humans your lineage traces back to earth. Your though traces to the most ancients of lines, and your msgic is both rare and powerful. While foes may not be expecting your skill and style, there are few defensive spells for your magical type
1. Practice the magic. Make sure not to cut into anything…important.
2. Make sure to put out as many lines out as possible. Gotta be available.
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1fa335 No.4600
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>>4423
Carefully you stalk through the ship, watching for easy prey. You finally see an ork mechanic, fitting prey you believe. You go down to catch him as he works on something, but upon seeing you he takes out a large gun and blast you. The shot hurts…alot, and causes you to stagger back in pain as he reloads his gun.
>Health: Mildly injured
>>4429
You continue training with your spear in melee combat, and then proceed to train for ranged combat with it.
>Spear 1(6/10)
>Ranged Spear 1(2/10)
>>4431
You keep fiddling with your shotgun, and finally you start to near a fitting result of your craft! Truly something that represents one of your skill!
>Unstable Engineer Energy Shotgun(5/8)
>>4439
You continue navigating and sailing smoothly through the aether, managing to move the ship more yet making it unnoticeable by others.
>>4453
For a while you decide to train your marksmanship with your rifle, blasting holes in the training dummies for a while before switching to your pistol. You take it out of your pocket, smile, and pull the trigger. In response, it explodes. The good news is it didnt kill you or take your hand, the bad news is that it sent you flying across the room unconscious and burned. On the bright side it was very loud, and so most likely everyone heard it!
>Rifle 1(3/8)
>Currently unconscious and heavily burned: Health is Very wounded
>-Pistol
>>4455
You make sure the shields are fully functioning, and then set up a medical station. You apparently do it just in time, as you hear a loud boom across the ship…
>>4461
>>4486
You two make sure the ship is heading on the right path, and it is according to your scanners. Suddenly you hear a loud boom across the ship…
>>4474
You keep practicing your magic until you hear a loud boom across the ship.
System Shock(4/10)
>>4482
You nonchalantly work on your plasma pistol and turn it into a perfect plasma rifle, woohoo! +Plasma Rifle, -Plasma pistol
>>4476
>>4477
You go towards the craft, and upon nearing it you see a tall being, taller than you even, walk out of it with a look of annoyance on his face. Interesting prey, he looks like he would be a great male to reproduce with as he fiddles with a box in his hand.
>>4584
You fail to practice your magic for some reason or find any jobs, how utterly annoying. Maybe you just need to focus on job searching first…
>>4488
(Make yourself a little less…unkillable and immortal and able to dedtroy frigates singlehandedly, then you can join)
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1fa335 No.4601
| Rolled 86, 28 = 114 (2d100) |
>Name: ???
>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>Magic Class: Steath
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
1-2 Let out a deafening screech and attack the ork (don't damage to heavily, we still need a host
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1fa335 No.4603
| Rolled 21, 96 = 117 (2d100) |
>>4600
>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Skills:
Spear1 (6/10)
Markmanship 1(2/10)
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1. Attend to Dars' wounds and ta him to the autodoc for healing. See if the hivemind has anything helpful on patching him up. +Hivemind
2.Then back to spear training +Hivemind
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1fa335 No.4604
| Rolled 10, 58 = 68 (2d100) |
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
1. Continuing on the path to get to the nearest system is very important so we need to get here quickly before any vital parts are destroyed in breakneck speed.
2.Try to improve my Warp Sight. If it's a endrich that I've missed or a space daemon that went into our ship I don't want shit like this to happen. Good god I'm still thinking it's a Drider Abomination of Lolth because these things come after Drows. Good god I scare myself
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1fa335 No.4609
| Rolled 97, 70 = 167 (2d100) |
>>4600
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2:
Now, THIS. This is a gun. Squeeze in just a little bit of extra xenon gas to ignite the plasma… Aaand…
Done.
That is a rifle.
Okay, now…
…Hm.
Is that… a joint?
[Begin creation of a VERONICA mech-suit for heavy lifting and reaching things up in the cupboards.]
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1fa335 No.4614
| Rolled 47, 80 = 127 (2d100) |
>>4600
>Name: Danila Gereg
>Race: Human.
>Fluff: In the latter days of Old Earth, back when magic was first being examined on the subatomic level, certain forms were developed to be used in science. These forms were mostly lost with the destruction of the planet that developed them, but as life from earth has not truly died, neither has the abilities that were developed there. Danila's clan cannot truly trace their own lineage back to earth save by their humanity, but the magic they use could have come from no other source. It's certainly helped her make a name as a soldier of fortune…regardless of what her family may think.
>Current Planetary Location: Genesis, a trade hub for that sector of the Galaxy and a major jump point.
>Magic Class: Carver (Uses magic to forcibly turn one object into multiple pieces by separating one part from another along a straight (or if they're very proficient, curved) plane)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Slice(Lvl 1) Dice(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Storm Claws, Hideout (Genesis)
>Ship: None
>Bonus:[Ancient Lineage] You are a Carver, and like all humans your lineage traces back to earth. Your though traces to the most ancients of lines, and your msgic is both rare and powerful. While foes may not be expecting your skill and style, there are few defensive spells for your magical type
Okay, yeah, that might be prudent. JOB SEARCH A GO!
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1fa335 No.4620
| Rolled 85, 67 = 152 (2d100) |
>>4600
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On the TSS intrepid, dying.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1/2: Darius has dreams about shitty weaponry and yelling at Hodgers for supplying the crew with the literal worst guns on the face of the earth as he rolls around on the floor in pain.
(I am mildly salty about getting knocked unconscious, near mortally wounded and loosing an expensive and vital piece of equipment to a 2 and not a 1)
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1fa335 No.4626
| Rolled 58, 52 = 110 (2d100) |
>>4600
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. Finish up the shotgun 5/8
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1fa335 No.4627
>>4620
(Dont worry your not dead yet and your weapon is fine, just needs to be fixed a bit. Also you still have a hand. Besides, I couldnt think of anything lewd in your situation, sorry.)
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1fa335 No.4629
| Rolled 94, 70 = 164 (2d100) |
>>4600
>>Name:Birch
>>>>>Race:Elf
>>>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>>>>Leave this Blank:
>>>>>Health: Healthy
>>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1:"Shit" Rush to the explosion and try to stabilize whoever's there with aether magic
2:Once stable get them to the med ward.
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1fa335 No.4631
| Rolled 92, 58 = 150 (2d100) |
>>4600
>>4629
1-2.
"We've got an Explosion!
Varlseer, status report.
Sabine, want full security detail immediately."
Find out the source of the explosion
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1fa335 No.4634
>>4631
[Loud, angry noises]
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1fa335 No.4636
| Rolled 97, 28 = 125 (2d100) |
>>4600
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>>4631
"Captain, sending too many to investigate may put the navigation at risk. A small explosion is less catastrophic than a breach into the warp. I advise we keep the course steady and moderate."
1 - Do just that, making sure we don't veer and stay arrow-straight in our path.
2 - Study up on lore with the Captain, we must both be prepared to meet the Paranii with an understanding of their culture and traditions.
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1fa335 No.4640
>>4636
"Absolutely Mrs. Oisich. I'll need you to be my second as always.
Make sure the ship stays to course."
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1fa335 No.4642
>>4636
>>4631
"I agree captain, allow me to asses the situation and heal any wounded before sending security."
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1fa335 No.4668
>>4640
Sir I'm a little worried about the explosion it might have been a warp daemon or eldritch thing. It might have been a god's monsterosity. YOU NEED TO INVESTIGATE THIS AND ELIMINATE THE THREAT.
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1fa335 No.4671
>>4636
>>4640
>>4642
[LOUDER, ANGRIER NOISES]
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1fa335 No.4672
>>4631
"Wait, there was an explosion?! Sorry there Cap, got a bit too focused. Let me see."
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1fa335 No.4673
| Rolled 55, 44 = 99 (2d100) |
>>4600
>Name: Space Officer Henry O. T. Dickings
>Race: Incubus
>Fluff:
Henry O.T. Dickings second son of the Dickings family was always a handsome devil. Ever since he could work the girls were just over him, at first for his cute little face, later for his sexy aura. But other than the rest of his family Henry never felt himself pulled to debauchery and sin. Instead he swore to upheld the sacred space law, joining the space law enforcement as the possibly most sexy police officer of the sector, if not the entire galaxy.
Often being mistaken for a stripper Henry works hard in being recognized by both colleagues, his family and the people out in space.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Anyplanet
>Magic Class: Incubus Magic
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10 Charges
>Spells:
+ Lust Bolt(Lvl 1)
+ Bolt of Depravity(Lvl1)[the second one is an actual attack/dmg spell btw. Dont copy]
>Equipment:
+ Standard Issue (Space) Police Officer Pistol
+ (Space) Police Badge
+ Shock Mace
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:
+ [Incubus] Your an incubus, meaning you are far sexier and more charismatic than most, and also partly stronger. This also means that certain spells are far more damaging to you.
1-2. From the looks of it Dickings wasn't on duty. Chances were that the boom was some mechanical malfunction anyway, no use in becoming hysteric and interfering with the engineers at work. Continue to practice System Shock.
+ System Shock 4/10
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1fa335 No.4674
| Rolled 40 (1d100) |
>>4626
Change the second action to check everything to make sure nothing is damaged. Full status check.
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1fa335 No.4710
>>4601
Angry and in pain, you open your mouth and let out a defeaning screech in the orks direction while charging at him, causing him to drop his weapon as he clutches his ears in pain. Before he can react you slam into him, sending him flying back into the wall with just enough measured force to stun him for a few moments. Its the only moments you need. You rush forward and pin his arms to the wall as he attempts to rise. The greenskin looks up at you with a face of slight fear as your tall black form towers over him.
Acting on primal instinct, your other set of arms begins ripping apart his clothes until only his bare greenskin is left on him. Ignoring everything else you look down at his crotch to see your prize and object of need. Your crotch plate receeds to show your sex, and you lift the Orc up while lowering yourself to engulf his flaccid cock. Your alien juices quickly get him erect inside of you, and you ride the orc in earnest for over an hour before finally taking him back to the hive, your womb full of his orc cum.
>Status: Pregnant with orc/xenomorph hybrids
>+Ork Male
>>4602
You watch the alien stud as he fiddles with the box in his hands, examining his physique and attitude. He wears only clothing on the lower part of his body, bare muscles on his chest visible as he fiddles with the strange box in his hands.
>>4609
Since you have some spare time you begin working on a mech suit, one tall enough to reach cupboards and strong enough to break an average humans bones! +Mech suit(4/10)
>>4614
Time to find a good job. You leave your hideout and go into the deep slums, deciding to start off slow and low in terms of work. Eventually you pass by a connector, one of genesis many illegal contractors, and he drops a chip into your hand. You stick it in your wristset and see your job. Deliver the data on the chip to this location, and recieve 300 Juven in return. Not a merc job, but a jobs a job.
>>4603
You train with your spear before heading to the explosion. +Spear 2
>>4604
>>4636
The navigator starts to drift off course until he is handedly reminded to continue straight ahead by the second in command.
>>4626
You keep working on the shotgun(8/10)
>>4620
>>4626
>>4629
>>4631
>>4636
>>4674
The crew of the Intrepid, except for the navigator, incubus, and second in command, runs to the source of the explosion and finds Darius lying on the ground, out cold and burned. Through quick application of magic and tentacles they manage to patch him up and stop his bleeding, before carrying him to the medical station where the nurse mage will take care of him. (Darius is back to Healthy but cant leave the bed for a turn, Birch 9/10 mana charges)
>>4673
Ignoring the explosion you continue practicing your magic(6/10)
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1fa335 No.4711
| Rolled 39, 97 = 136 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name:Birch
>Race:Elf
>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:9/10 Charges
>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1:Birch looks disgruntled at the disruption of her day to look after the idiot who blew himself up. She spends her time watching over him to make sure no unseen injuries rise.
2:Spend time masturbatin- i mean meditating, my mana back.
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1fa335 No.4713
>>4711
The Captain approaches Birch, and detects her intentions.
"Miss Birch, I am familiar with the elves. They regain mana upon sensual meditation.
I need you to be at your fulets, especially while we are in the warp, would you care for some assistance? I am told my kind are particularly good at it."
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1fa335 No.4714
| Rolled 99, 8 = 107 (2d100) |
>Name: ???
>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>Magic Class: Steath
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
>+Ork Male
>Status: Pregnant with orc/xenomorph hybrids
1-2 Hatch an egg and plant a face-hugger on the Orks face
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1fa335 No.4715
>>4713
"Captain is this a joke about elves loving tentacles? Because thats racist. Fucking human artists making us look like sluts just because we receive power boosts from orgasms, how dare they!"
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1fa335 No.4716
| Rolled 7, 49 = 56 (2d100) |
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
1.Keep on the path I'll have to thank Perenna for the save. Some how I wonder do all Vedalken have a big butt or are they different somehow. I've better keep my thoughts to myself otherwise I'll get a first class ticket to the airlock.
2. Still I wonder does she like the warp in a way that changes her predictably. Hmmm all warp beings are feral and loyal to the "gods". Ahah I know I'll try to make a masterpiece in the stars with my mind. She's calm and compassionate and yet I'm sadly a drow. Yet I know sometimes the mind makes it real It must be near the ship and beautiful but not deadly. Somehow it'll go away and become gone but I know that I've made a masterpiece
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1fa335 No.4717
>>4715
"I'm very ready to assure you I'm not joking. I need the ship's mage to be at full power, and I would like to ensure it personally."
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1fa335 No.4718
>>4717
"No offense captain, but you are not my type"
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1fa335 No.4719
>>4718
"As you say, carry on."
Thus did the psychic conversation end, in scarcely a second had passed. To any outside, it would seem as though the elf and the tentacle man had simply passed by without a word.
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1fa335 No.4720
| Rolled 8, 80 = 88 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name: Space Officer Henry O. T. Dickings
>Race: Incubus
>Fluff:
Henry O.T. Dickings second son of the Dickings family was always a handsome devil. Ever since he could work the girls were just over him, at first for his cute little face, later for his sexy aura. But other than the rest of his family Henry never felt himself pulled to debauchery and sin. Instead he swore to upheld the sacred space law, joining the space law enforcement as the possibly most sexy police officer of the sector, if not the entire galaxy.
Often being mistaken for a stripper Henry works hard in being recognized by both colleagues, his family and the people out in space.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Anyplanet
>Magic Class: Incubus Magic
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10 Charges
>Spells:
+ Lust Bolt(Lvl 1)
+ Bolt of Depravity(Lvl1)[the second one is an actual attack/dmg spell btw. Dont copy]
>Equipment:
+ Standard Issue (Space) Police Officer Pistol
+ (Space) Police Badge
+ Shock Mace
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:
+ [Incubus] Your an incubus, meaning you are far sexier and more charismatic than most, and also partly stronger. This also means that certain spells are far more damaging to you.
1-2. With nothing else to hear on the topic it was evident that Space Officer Dickings had been right all along. Nothing but a minor system malfunction. Continue the practice.
+ System Shock 6/10
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1fa335 No.4721
>>4620
The captain approaches the medical ward, and questions Sabine.
"Darius, are you alright?
We found you in the training room unconscious and badly burned. It looks like some kind of accident, I just wanted to confirm it so."
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1fa335 No.4722
| Rolled 17, 5 = 22 (2d100) |
>>4716
"Vrammyr, ensure we stay the course. We shouldn't let this delay stop us.
We should arrive in the Paranium Sector soon, where we can slow down to sub-light speeds and start a complete scan of the systems there."
>>4636
1-2. Study up on known lore of the Paranii with Oisich.
—
Meanwhile:
"Perenna?"
The Captain glanced at the body of the Half-Vedalken, smooth blue skin, especially around the plump rear and thighs.
He shot a mental signal, which roughly translates into a simple question: "Sex?"
As a hivemind race, Thermians are quite frank on the matter, and quite never understood why any species would be embarrassed by an act of communication and intimacy with another living being.
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1fa335 No.4723
>>4722
Captain do you ever believe a drow can be anything. Do you ever encounter clones who want to kill themselves. Captain do you ever encounter a person like me. What I'm asking do you encounter a person like me a drow who's a clone and might be in love
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1fa335 No.4724
| Rolled 37, 75 = 112 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name: Danila Gereg
>Race: Human.
>Fluff: In the latter days of Old Earth, back when magic was first being examined on the subatomic level, certain forms were developed to be used in science. These forms were mostly lost with the destruction of the planet that developed them, but as life from earth has not truly died, neither has the abilities that were developed there. Danila's clan cannot truly trace their own lineage back to earth save by their humanity, but the magic they use could have come from no other source. It's certainly helped her make a name as a soldier of fortune…regardless of what her family may think.
>Current Planetary Location: Genesis, a trade hub for that sector of the Galaxy and a major jump point.
>Magic Class: Carver (Uses magic to forcibly turn one object into multiple pieces by separating one part from another along a straight (or if they're very proficient, curved) plane)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Slice(Lvl 1) Dice(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Storm Claws, Hideout (Genesis)
>Ship: None
>Bonus:[Ancient Lineage] You are a Carver, and like all humans your lineage traces back to earth. Your though traces to the most ancients of lines, and your msgic is both rare and powerful. While foes may not be expecting your skill and style, there are few defensive spells for your magical type
Simple enough. Keep it in the wrist-piece for now, so it won't get lost, and head towards the drop-off location. Don't know what's on the chip, don't need to know what's on the chip. Keep an eye out for trouble, though, and don't relax until the chip is delivered.
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1fa335 No.4725
| Rolled 10, 87 = 97 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1. Finish up the shotgun. 8/10
2. Take an account of all the spare parts we have on the ship. See if we got enough for repairs only or if I have some to tinker with.
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1fa335 No.4726
| Rolled 27, 16 = 43 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On the TSS intrepid, angry at guns.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
>>4711
>>4721
Darius's eyes fluttered open, and the man immediately attempted to get up, only the bindings of the hospital bed keeping him down - and not the pain of his burned arm, surprisingly.
"Fuck's sake. I'm never letting you give me another 'top-grade' federation weapon again, mate. The thing blew up in my hands when I pulled the trigger like an… explosive.
Noticing the annoyed looks Birch was giving him, Daius tries to raise his hands in a defensive motion before realizing he was still bound. "Hey, don't look at me like that! The explosion actually WASN'T my fault this time. Seriously! My rifle's good, right?"
1/2: Attempt to recover and/or leave hospital bed without explode.
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1fa335 No.4727
>>4723
"I believe anyone can be anything they want. Even clones. I haven't met many clones before, and you are the few I've ever known for some amount of time.
Love is very special to us Thermians. It's a bond shared between two people who know each other very well and want to spend their lives in close contact. "Sex" is but a small aspect of what may as well be shared between all people who care for each other, but Love requires something more.
If you wish to love her, perhaps you might get to know her more. She is very interesting and a good person at that."
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1fa335 No.4728
>>4727
Thanks for telling me Mr.Hodgers it a honor to serve under you.
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1fa335 No.4729
| Rolled 18, 58 = 76 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Skills:
Spear1 (8/10)
Markmanship 1(2/10)
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1. Continue Training spear.
2.COntinue Marksmanship training.
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1fa335 No.4731
| Rolled 71, 78 = 149 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>>4722
Perenna looks up from her seat near Hodgers. His body was certainly esoteric to a humanoid eye, but it had an odd sort of attractiveness to it nonetheless. "Of course, captain." As the vedalkens taught, it was important to separate sensation from emotion. Sensation is a necessity, emotion a frivolity. And would it not be right to focus on the beneficial effects of such sensation that the captain offered, without attaching it to feelings like love or lust? No, definitely no lust here. It's all for the betterment of the crew and an increased compatibility with the Captain.
1 - Help the captain with his studies of the Paranii, knowledge of the area will be of the utmost importance.
2 - And make sure that drow stays the course. His efforts so far have severely hampered ship efficiency. I will have to talk with the Captain about his choice in navigators
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1fa335 No.4737
>>4731
>>4734
"I have noticed a major drift in course, the ship seems to have veered, but from my perspective the drow has attempted to rectify it.
If there are mistakes, I expect them to be dealt with. Continue to ensure the ship remains to course, Mr. Vrammyr"
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1fa335 No.4744
>>4737
I've tried my best to rectify the situation at hand to the best of my ability. Yet I've failed at keeping the ship on course.
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1fa335 No.4752
>>4726
"Oh no you don't, I don't want to carry your injured ass back here again, you're staying here till you heal back up"
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1fa335 No.4756
>>4752
"Alright, I promise I won't pick the locks if you promise me you won't be able to laugh during the next hour. Or if you promise to teach me what possible elf meditative techniques involve sticking your hand down the front of your pants."
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1fa335 No.4760
>>4726
"Your rifle was found damaged, but repairable Mr. Sabine. It was thrown along with your body but should be repairable to working to condition.
Mhm, the standard N84 Laserglok isn't the most reliable of pistols. I'm more favored to Thermian firearms myself."
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1fa335 No.4803
>>4756
"I can assure you, I'm not gonna be smiling at all while you're here."
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1fa335 No.4894
>>4711
After making sure that the annoying human was fine, you undo his bindings and leave the room for your quarters. Upon arriving in your personal place, you make sure the door is locked, sit on your bed, and undress to reveal the two pink lips of your sex. Well this is how you as an elf get mana back, no reason to hesitate. You plunge your long nailed fingers into your cunt quickly and expertly, repeating the same methods you have conducted dozens of times over your long life. The expert ministrations bring you to cum, hard, and as you do so you feel the surrounding mana flow into your body. 10/10 Charges
>>4714
You take the Ork and put him into the hive in front of a egg, and in no time at all it hatches and latches onto his face.
>1 Turn until First Xenomorph
>>4716
1. You keep on the path, but you look down at the controls to see a small blinking light next to the Jellar Field Generator Status. Wonder what it could be...
2. You begin shaping a masterpiece upon the aether in your mind, though your not sure what your making. +???(1/???)
>>4720
1,2. You finish practicing and learn the spell.
>+System Shock
>>4722
>>4731
Perenna and captain Buzz Hodgers go to the captains quarters to "study" the culture of the Paranii. Naturally though their studies quickly dissolve into something even more primal than learning. It wasnt long until Perenna was totally naked, the captains many tentacles sliding over her large breast and ass. Wrapping her up in the thick appendages he proceeded to violate her body six ways to sunday as humans put it. Her vagina was split by a throbbing tentacle, thrusting in and out with measured precision while her other two holes were similarly violated. During this time she managed to go to her more...open personality, drowning her self in the pleasure of dozens of tentacles violating her form. Eventually the captain and his second-in-command came to a last mutual climax, one that covered Perenna inside and out in his cum...
>>4724
You keep the chip in your wrist-piece and ravel through the dark bowels of Genesis. The smell of many space drugs and exotic beings permeates the lower parts of the great trade hub of the galaxy. You walk to the coordinates and they lead you to a place named "Opal Smoke", an obvious drug den that only few are allowed to enter. It is guarded by two large guards in power armor, heavy guns in each of their hands as they let in only a person or two. Well this is the place, how to get inside...
>>4725
1. You finish the shotgun. +Unstable Engineer Shotgun
2. You check the supplies and find that you have enough for repairs and tinkering.
>>4726
You leave hospital bed. Good job!
>>4729
1. Spear 1 get! +Spear 1
2. You continue training your marksmanship. Marksmanship 1(5/10)
>>4777
You leave your hiding space and move over to where the snake man is, attempting to seduce him. Upon seeing you though he hisses, and both his hands grow bright red as he watches you carefully. The two of you circle one another, you atttempting to seduce him, until you realize that this just wont do. You run back into the fog, and turn to see him backing onto his ship...
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1fa335 No.4900
| Rolled 75, 64 = 139 (2d100) |
>>4710
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2:
…Huh?
Ah, shit, must've dozed off. Fucking shitty slow music.
Where the…
Ah!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gkLvpt9Z3fA
That's more like it!
[Continue work on mech-suit 4/10]
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1fa335 No.4902
| Rolled 57, 46 = 103 (2d100) |
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
???(1/???)
Soly yelled out "Uhh Captain you should check the Jellar Field Generator". No one came to the Soly then he thought to himself "I know you're psychic mate". Frantically and with quick haste he readied his two navi-swards.
1-2 Use warp sight to navigate this hellish aether space I'll get them to this planet. The warp is precarious and I'll die trying but this crew shall be safe
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1fa335 No.4903
| Rolled 95, 80 = 175 (2d100) |
>>4894
>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Skills:
Spear1
Markmanship 1(5/10)
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1. Practice on my Marksmanship. +Hivemind
2.Work on my ability to Leap. Think I'm getting rusty in this artificial gravity. +HIVEMIND
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1fa335 No.4906
| Rolled 30, 36 = 66 (2d100) |
>>4894
>>Name:Birch
>>Race:Elf
>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>Health: Healthy
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1:"Wooo… Alright now that that's done better head and make sure the aether shields or whatever the captain wanted me to look at are functioning."
2:"Afterwards i think a nice quiet evening with a glass of wine and some smutty fanfiction i can find on the space internet should end this pretty nice day. Besides that asshole blowing himself up I've had a pretty chill day."
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1fa335 No.4907
>>4903
"I was actually about to give you orders 'Clikilicklick'" the captain speaks in the hive talk, foreign sounding to the mind of a Thri'Kreen but far more familiar than the verbal limitations of the others.
"But I see you've taken the initiative. This is good. The incidient with Sabine has made me realize we'd need another competent security officer in case the previous one is injured or otherwise predisposed. Carry on."
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1fa335 No.4909
| Rolled 24, 95 = 119 (2d100) |
>>4902
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
Perenna gathers her wits back to herself, washing off in the showers and making sure she is professional and composed after her latest tryst with the captain. Her arrival back on deck is unheralded, but she sets to work at once.
>>4907
"Captain, recommend we slow our travel through the Warp to avoid unnecessary risks in breach. The Jellar field is already experiencing enough trouble, we should be careful not to risk it further. Is there any other way I may be of assistance?"
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1fa335 No.4911
| Rolled 35, 65 = 100 (2d100) |
>>4894
>Name: Danila Gereg
>Race: Human.
>Fluff: In the latter days of Old Earth, back when magic was first being examined on the subatomic level, certain forms were developed to be used in science. These forms were mostly lost with the destruction of the planet that developed them, but as life from earth has not truly died, neither has the abilities that were developed there. Danila's clan cannot truly trace their own lineage back to earth save by their humanity, but the magic they use could have come from no other source. It's certainly helped her make a name as a soldier of fortune…regardless of what her family may think.
>Current Planetary Location: Genesis, a trade hub for that sector of the Galaxy and a major jump point.
>Magic Class: Carver (Uses magic to forcibly turn one object into multiple pieces by separating one part from another along a straight (or if they're very proficient, curved) plane)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Slice(Lvl 1) Dice(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Storm Claws, Hideout (Genesis)
>Ship: None
>Bonus:[Ancient Lineage] You are a Carver, and like all humans your lineage traces back to earth. Your though traces to the most ancients of lines, and your msgic is both rare and powerful. While foes may not be expecting your skill and style, there are few defensive spells for your magical type
Well, shouldn't be too hard. Just walk up to the front door and say, "I have a delivery to make to someone here."
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1fa335 No.4912
>>4909
"Hey you should see the Jeller Field light" Soly said while focusing on the navigational tools.
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1fa335 No.4913
| Rolled 46, 66 = 112 (2d100) |
>>4894
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On the TSS intrepid, ignoring his new burn scars.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Skill:
Pistols I (3/10)
Rifles I (3/10)
Marksmanship I (3/10)
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1. Ah! Now that I'm up, I should actually get some practice in before landing. All systems are golden for the moment and the perimeter is secure, so I can afford it. Once more, rifle training. (3/10)
2. Okay. I'm gonna try the pistol again. But CAREFULLY. Real fucking carefully. AFTER I examine it thoroughly to make sure the fucking thing won't explode, and modify a bit as needed for myself. I'm not tooooo bad at that. Get practicing once I'm certain that it won't blow the fuck up in my hands. (3/10)
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1fa335 No.4914
| Rolled 30, 15 = 45 (2d100) |
>>4894
>>Name: ???
>>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>>Magic Class: Steath
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
>>+Ork Male
>>Status: Pregnant with orc/xenomorph hybrids
1-2 Defend the hive while the Xeno hatches
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1fa335 No.4946
>>4909
"This is the optimal course of action. Make it so.
I myself will continue to study up on the sector we will be visiting. A bit more thorough this time I tihnk.
You might do good working with our navigator Mr. Vrammyr concerning our change in speed and potential Jellar field fluctiation."
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1fa335 No.4948
| Rolled 6, 13 = 19 (2d100) |
>>4894
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. Tinker with the cooling system for the engines for better long range movement and easier ability to move at full speed.
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1fa335 No.4950
| Rolled 68, 79 = 147 (2d100) |
>>4946
"Of course captain."
1/2 - Aid >>4912 in navigating the ship and investigating the Jellar field, to make sure nothing goes or has gone awry.
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1fa335 No.5189
| Rolled 60, 88 = 148 (2d100) |
>>4894
1. I also realize I myself may need to take part in the ships defense, in case our security teams are disabled or gone.
Practice Thermian Stun-Fu. In our primal age, we used to use our tentacles to shock prey to death and eat them. Now we use our electrified tendrils to non-violently disable hostiles and machines.
In lower settings, I've found some species like humans and elves actually enjoy some small doses of it applied to sensual parts. Such as Perenna.
2. And keep on reading up on whatever we know about the system, ortherwise get the ship there faster, I do would like to start exploring.
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1fa335 No.7589
(Quick updates go! Only updating people confirmed to visit nation often enough)
>>4895
You do that and manage to incite lust for you in the snakeman
>>4900
Mech suit done!
>>4902
You continue to navigate until...
>>4903
Markmanship 1 gained
Leap 1 Gained
>>4906
>>4909
>>4913
>>4948
>>5189
Suddenly there is a loud groan as the engines fail, and the ship stops in the aether! As soon as it does you hear the sounds of things approaching, their laughter reverberating as the jellar shields begin to fail!
Oh and perenna is stuck in the cap room due to being pregnant
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1fa335 No.7590
| Rolled 4, 88 = 92 (2d100) |
>>7589
>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Skills:
Spear1
Markmanship 1
Leap
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1-2. Well Shit, guess it's time to go and earn my pay. Grab Darius and start sweeping the ship. I'll Look to find Khole and Escort him to the Jellar shield generator. Anything that isn't crew get in my way, dies.
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1fa335 No.7591
>>4913
Pistol 1 and Rifle 1
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1fa335 No.7592
| Rolled 8, 89 = 97 (2d100) |
>>7589
>>7589
>>Name:Birch
>>Race:Elf
>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>Health: Healthy
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1-2:Birch rises angrily from her bed. And storms to the command center.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS ARE RUINING MY QUIET EVENING"
She then begins to channel all of her Aether energy into the shields.
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1fa335 No.7593
| Rolled 79, 84 = 163 (2d100) |
>>7589
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
>???(1/???)
"Great now this ship is in a stop I'm going to need help and I'll kick a demonic ass or a Lolith abomination's ass or some what either way, this crew is going to get a safe passage."
1-2 Investigate the disturbance ready my two navi swords and investigate what's wrong. If the trenches of space made monsters then they messed with the wrong navigator. If Lolith herself tries to stop me perhaps I'll be undaunted because I'm not a man of flesh and blood, I'm not a pious elf of faith, because I'm a goddamned clone of a drow nothing more and nothing less. In fact it's time for hell to pay for messing with the ship.
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1fa335 No.7594
| Rolled 34, 43 = 77 (2d100) |
>>7589
1-2. Oh shit the Jellar fields are failing.
OH SHIT THE JELLAR FIELDS ARE FAILING. OH GOD.
>>7592
1-2. HELP BIRCH MAKE SURE OUR ATOMS AREN'T RAPED TO DEATH BY THE JELLAR WARP
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1fa335 No.7595
>>7594
"BOSS I WANT A FUCKING RAISE"
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1fa335 No.7596
>>7594
"Sir you should get safe if I know failures like this it's that eldritchs will hunt you down and try to kill you and your crew get safe NOW."
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1fa335 No.7597
| Rolled 56, 45 = 101 (2d100) |
>>7589
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. Fix everything!
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1fa335 No.7601
| Rolled 53, 8 = 61 (2d100) |
>>7589
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On the TSS intrepid, getting ready for action.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Skill:
Pistols I
Rifles I
Marksmanship I
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1/2: Fuck's sake! The damn navigator had one job. Adjust my armor and ready my las-rifle, it's gonna be go time soon. Find where the bug is and make sure he doesn't break half the ship, direct him and keep the rest of the crew safe, confirmed and under control as they fix this disaster before our ship snaps in half like a twig.
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1fa335 No.7704
>>7589
>Name: Major Tom Buren
>Race: Undead Skeleton, occasionally is engulfed in fire for minutes at a time when stressed, angry, and or scared.
>Fluff: Space is so cold. He couldn't remember anything from his past life except for one thing. Major Tom Buren was a hero. That is what his government told him as he flew the first prototype of a space probe deep into the outer reaches on a mission to advance humanity. He could only watch in horror as the spaceship started to slowly crack for unknown reasons while a slow laughter started to spread throughout the cockpit of his ship. For a long moment, he sat there as he futilely tried to draw breath into his lungs. It was so cold.
This thought pierced his mind like none other and something else was watching. It made him fire. It turned him on fire. A endless scream stuck in the Aether for all of a century as he burnt endlessly. He laid in that cockpit for years upon years as his skin burnt off from the flesh until only cracked bone remained. He sat there in untold agony while flame engulfed his body until finally nothing but his last few memories were left in his mind. Then and only then did he manage to crawl out form his space-ship and into the cold aether, burning all the while. He drifted in space for what seemed like thousands of years but may have only been a minute for all that he knew until he was in some place new. Warm.
Not the fire warm but warm in general. He could feel the the touch of the Aether here immediately upon his arrival. That would need to be rectified. He slowly stopped screaming for the first time in centuries on the intrepid as the flames bursting through his suit slowly started to sputter out.
>Current Planetary Location: The ship, recently teleported in due to Jellar Fields failing
>Magic Class: Necromancy with a skeletal specialization. Some limited form of pyromancy when on fire.
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.7733
| Rolled 69, 8 = 77 (2d100) |
>>7589
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
1/2 - Like hells Perenna is sitting this one out! The ship and its crew are in danger, and she won't be idle while she can help!
Figure out the cause of the jellar failure and right it at once, ere anything worse happens!
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1fa335 No.7830
>>7590
>>7601
>>7597
>>7593
>>7592
>>7594
>>7733
Darius, Bob, Khole, and Soly rush down to the Jellar field generator, and as they do they feel the aether overtaking them! Suddenly out of thin air Daemons begin to appear! Tall, gangly, and varying in appearance and gender from male to female to both, they block the way to the generator! Luckily thanks to the quick thinking of Birch and the Captain fewer demons get through, but they all must hurry! The ship is warping in color and the laws of reality begin to fail. Meanwhile Perenna gives the captain and Bitch must encouragement.
>>7704
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Burning touch, Skeleton summon, Soulflames
>Equipment: N/A
>Ship: T.S.S Intrepid
>Bonus:(SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SNED SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE) What it says
Suddenly a Ball of flame appears directly behind Birch, the captain, and Perenna, scaring the living hell out of them as a spacesuit wearing skeleton rises up.
>>7607
You constantly tease the Man over the course of a few days, getting him more and more excited until one day he corners you succesfully. You give yourself over to him, letting him fuck you wildly and relentlessly. The chances of you being pregnant are extremely high you decide after he comes into you again for the fifteenth time, finally exhausting the virile Snake man and causing him to fall asleep in your arms, your pussy still working cum out of his cock.
+Snakeman Stud mage
+Pregnant with hybrids(roll a d100 for number of eggs and their traits)
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1fa335 No.7831
| Rolled 42, 80 = 122 (2d100) |
>>7830
>>Name:Birch
>>Race:Elf
>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>Health: Healthy
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
"FUCKING HURRY ASSHOLES! DO YOU FUCKING KNOW HOW HARD THIS IS?"
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1fa335 No.7832
| Rolled 1, 96 = 97 (2d100) |
>>7830
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
1/2 - Perenna manages to keep a calm facade throughout the debacle. Just need to stay collected and logical. Irrationality will be the death of us. Drawing her carbine, she strikes the daemons with cold accuracy, aiming to protect primarily Birch and the Captain.
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1fa335 No.7833
| Rolled 74, 94 = 168 (2d100) |
>>7830
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On the TSS intrepid, getting ready for action.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Skill:
Pistols I
Rifles I
Marksmanship I
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1/2: Demons, meet Plasma rifle. Plasma rifle, meet demons. I think you'll get along really well!
This kind of shit is what makes life worth living. Blast these assholes back down to hell with everything I've got, making sure clickclick stays in co-ordination with me, so that we can cause a nice, neat puddle of demon goop together. Clear a way to the generators!
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1fa335 No.7834
| Rolled 53, 38 = 91 (2d100) |
>Name: Captain Buzz Hodgers
>Race: Thermian (Tentacle Monster)
>Fluff:
Since the dawn of , Thermkind has gazed upon the stars and desired to reach out into empty space, tentacles open.
Through determination, will, and the good old fashion Thermian hardwork and glandular lubricant, we reached out into the heavens, reaching and grasping with a million arms of peace.
The planet Thermian and its slimmy tentacle people have united the various races around it in the UFS, to ensure peace and prospertiy among the races, and set out to explore the stars.
Named after the first Thermian astronaut to step on the moon, who said in his famous quote
>"that's 10 small steps for therman, one giant leap for thermiankind"
Captain Buzz Hodgers of Spacecommand and his faithful crew pilot the TSS Intrepid on it's 10 year voyage of exploration, to brashly go where no where no Thermian has gone before!
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Thermus, Capital of the Union of Federated Systems
>Magic Class: Psionics (Universal translation of his dashing voice. Also most people of his race have psionic powers one way or another which can be trained)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Psionic Voice(Lvl 1) Psionic Tentacle(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Tentacles Swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Tentacles~]What it says on the tin. Oh and also you have experience as a ship captain and space combat in general.
1-2. The tentacle captain draws forth his multiple sword, each pointed en guarde at the jellarspace foe.
"Have at then vile beast, and get off my ship!"
A flurry of flailing tentacles and sharp swords starts to whir through the air.
Surely the captain knows what he is doing!
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1fa335 No.7835
>>7833
Add-on: Make sure to protect Birch as well, so that the demons can't get to her and stop her channeling. If one touches her, we're fucked.
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1fa335 No.7836
>>7835
"THIS IS THE FIRST AND LAST TIME I'M GONNA SAY THIS. DARIUS PLEASE HELP ME"
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1fa335 No.7837
>>7836
Darius shoots a blast of plasma at a demon, taking his time before turning around with a shit-eating grin to show off his pearly whites. "What was that? I couldn't quite hear you over the demons, beautiful!"
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1fa335 No.7838
>>7837
"I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SHUT THIS FUCKING SHIELD DOWN IF IT MEANS I CAN SHUT YOU UP"
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1fa335 No.7839
| Rolled 98, 72 = 170 (2d100) |
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
>???(1/???)
I knew it the monsters are here they will rape our brave crew it's time to stop them
1-2 KILL THE DEAMONS BY INGRAINED DROW TACTICS TO STOP THESE MONSTERS
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1fa335 No.7840
| Rolled 42, 60 = 102 (2d100) |
>>7830
>Name: Major Tom Buren
>Race: Undead Skeleton, occasionally is engulfed in fire for minutes at a time when stressed, angry, and or scared.
>Fluff: Space is so cold. He couldn't remember anything from his past life except for one thing. Major Tom Buren was a hero. That is what his government told him as he flew the first prototype of a space probe deep into the outer reaches on a mission to advance humanity. He could only watch in horror as the spaceship started to slowly crack for unknown reasons while a slow laughter started to spread throughout the cockpit of his ship. For a long moment, he sat there as he futilely tried to draw breath into his lungs. It was so cold.
This thought pierced his mind like none other and something else was watching. It made him fire. It turned him on fire. A endless scream stuck in the Aether for all of a century as he burnt endlessly. He laid in that cockpit for years upon years as his skin burnt off from the flesh until only cracked bone remained. He sat there in untold agony while flame engulfed his body until finally nothing but his last few memories were left in his mind. Then and only then did he manage to crawl out form his space-ship and into the cold aether, burning all the while. He drifted in space for what seemed like thousands of years but may have only been a minute for all that he knew until he was in some place new. Warm.
Not the fire warm but warm in general. He could feel the the touch of the Aether here immediately upon his arrival. That would need to be rectified. He slowly stopped screaming for the first time in centuries on the intrepid as the flames bursting through his suit slowly started to sputter out.
>Current Planetary Location: The ship, recently teleported in due to Jellar Fields failing
>Magic Class: Necromancy with a skeletal specialization. Some limited form of pyromancy when on fire.
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Burning touch, Skeleton summon, Soulflames
>Equipment: N/A
>Ship: T.S.S Intrepid
>Bonus:(SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SNED SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE) What it says
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q6-ZGAGcJrk
1-2) Oh. This is new. Very different. Warm. The people in front of me are interesting. Human. One of them at least. The rest are weird. Alien. Strange. Not good. There are worse in front of them though, I can see them and I remember them. Laughing. Burning. Screaming. Pain. I see them with my burning eye sockets and I instinctly know what they are. I know what they have done to me. I know what they have made me. I can feel the power inside of me, raging against it's shackles at the sight of those that have wronged me. The strange beings in front of me are weird. The demons are worse. I must deal with them.
So it came to pass that the burning screaming astronaut skeleton jumped forward and joined the defensive line, shooting strange purple flames out of his hands towards the demons. His fire would purify them in his mind but to them, it just seemed like they got burnt to all fucking hell. As this happened, the observant would notice what seemed like bones forming out of thin in front of their line. Second by second, the bone built up from the foot up to form a skeleton. Not just one, many. Several skeletons all with raging bones along their groin who proceeded to grab their respective boners to use as clubs. They would provide a literal wall of bone against the demons, protecting their master and the crew as well.
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1fa335 No.7841
>>7838
"Easier ways to get on your knees than that!"
No matter what motion or words come next, Darius actually starts moving over, with a "Okay, don't drop the shields, I'm coming."
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1fa335 No.7844
| Rolled 28, 86 = 114 (2d100) |
>>7830
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1. Remove demons
2. Repair everything
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1fa335 No.7845
| Rolled 20, 73 = 93 (2d100) |
>>7830
>>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Skills: Spear1
Markmanship 1
Leap
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1-2. Use Leap to get into the middle of the enemy demons, using my skills to a hive mind memories to fight them. Strike out with my spear and spam Speed reap.
+ Hive mind (demon tactics and weak points, fighting experience)
+Spear combat 1
+marksmanship 1
+Leap
+Speed reap level 1
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1fa335 No.7849
| Rolled 24, 79 = 103 (2d100) |
>>7589
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2:
Now THAT'S a fuckin' mech suit!
Put it on.
…
…
It works! Yes!
Okay, now that I've got equal reach to that damnedable human bastard, time to go out and repair some shit.
Bring my toolbox.
[Make repairs around the ship, tune things up, make sure the place is running smoothly.]
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1fa335 No.8038
>>7831
>>7832
>>7834
>>7839
>>7840
On the bridge the fighting is intense! Birch channels more of her mana reserves into the shields in hope to slow the demons progress, while Captain Hodgers flurries with his many blades, forcing the demons to move back with annoyed hissing and deranged laughter. But then suddenly a demon cast a spell, and multicolored chaotic light falls down from the ceiling onto the unaware captain. A portal opens beneath him, and it seems he may be taken by them for a number of debacherous uses! Perenna, who was laying down covering fire, sees this, and in a moment of illogical bravery, strength, and emotion, runs towards the captain and pushes his bulk out of the portal…only to get sucked in herself! The last thing she hears as the portal closes is the captain screaming NOOOOOO! and the sound of demons laughing all around her….
The demons, having another access point, begin streaming into the ship, the few who managed to ignore the orgy going in with Perenna at the center. The shields weaken, Birch struggles to keep them up as more daemons threaten to flood the ship before Darius and his team can repair the engines. It seems this is the end…but its not! The Navigator Soly, brandishing both of his blades, and a number of SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS take teh fight to the demons, a nigh perfectly timed offensive that keeps them from overrunning the bridge! Maybe, if their fast enough, they can save Perenna!
>Birch: 6/10 mana charges
>Perenna: Youve got no less than 3 turns to escape. Every additional turn adds on something…decidedly demonic.
>>7833
>>7844
>>7845
Meanwhile Darius and his group rushes down to the generator, fighting their way through daemons as they go. Darius shows he knows what hes doing as he lays down fire, protecting Khole as he fixes what needs to be fixed along the way. A demon come up behind the engineer only to get a shotgun blast to the face and a spear through its heart. Bob then leaps into the midst of the abominations, protected thanks to Darius well timed burst and surprising aim. The group eventually makes it to the generator room, only to find it blocked by a wall of fleshy material.
>You have four turns to get the generator back on
IN FIVE TURNS THE JELLAR FIELDS WILL FAIL!!!!
>>7842
>>7843
You find a nice swampy spot to lay your eggs, just in time as the heavy clutch finishes developing. You lay around 47 watermelon sized eggs, each filled with your new hybrid offspring.
+47 Hybrid Eggs
+Egg Layer
>>7849
You go down to repair the ship, noticing that it is eerily quiet as you do so. The normal crew dont seem to be around, and where you would find many fellow workers there is only their tools. Where could they have all gone?
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1fa335 No.8039
| Rolled 94, 84 = 178 (2d100) |
>>8038
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
>???(1/???)
One perfectly timed attack could stop them perhaps I must sacrifice myself or I must take the fight to the demons home
1-2 KEEP FIGHTING TO CARVE A BLOODY PATH TO GET TO THE DEAMON'S PORTAL THEN BRING THE FIGHT THERE
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1fa335 No.8040
| Rolled 38, 43 = 81 (2d100) |
>>8038
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1. Remove Demon Wall
2. Repair everything!
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1fa335 No.8041
| Rolled 1, 67 = 68 (2d100) |
>>8038
>Name: Major Tom Buren
>Race: Undead Skeleton, occasionally is engulfed in fire for minutes at a time when stressed, angry, and or scared.
>Fluff: Space is so cold. He couldn't remember anything from his past life except for one thing. Major Tom Buren was a hero. That is what his government told him as he flew the first prototype of a space probe deep into the outer reaches on a mission to advance humanity. He could only watch in horror as the spaceship started to slowly crack for unknown reasons while a slow laughter started to spread throughout the cockpit of his ship. For a long moment, he sat there as he futilely tried to draw breath into his lungs. It was so cold.
This thought pierced his mind like none other and something else was watching. It made him fire. It turned him on fire. A endless scream stuck in the Aether for all of a century as he burnt endlessly. He laid in that cockpit for years upon years as his skin burnt off from the flesh until only cracked bone remained. He sat there in untold agony while flame engulfed his body until finally nothing but his last few memories were left in his mind. Then and only then did he manage to crawl out form his space-ship and into the cold aether, burning all the while. He drifted in space for what seemed like thousands of years but may have only been a minute for all that he knew until he was in some place new. Warm.
Not the fire warm but warm in general. He could feel the the touch of the Aether here immediately upon his arrival. That would need to be rectified. He slowly stopped screaming for the first time in centuries on the intrepid as the flames bursting through his suit slowly started to sputter out.
>Current Planetary Location: The ship, recently teleported in due to Jellar Fields failing
>Magic Class: Necromancy with a skeletal specialization. Some limited form of pyromancy when on fire.
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Burning touch, Skeleton summon, Soulflames
>Equipment: N/A
>Ship: T.S.S Intrepid
>Bonus:(SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SNED SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE) What it says
Dubstep Skeletons: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4h0n9AcJP68
1-2) I feel a sense of peace come over me as I blast the fifth demon in a row with a bolt of a soulfire. This cannot pass. I watch as the weird one is dragged into the daemon's wonderland. A place that I have known. This cannot pass. The knife-ear is the only one charging in. This cannot pass. So with that, Major Tom Buren broke through the defensive line and joined up with the push behind Soly. His soul-fire would bathe any demon that came close to their push in fire even as his skeletal "army" took up a defensive cordon around Soly in a flying V shape. Even more would rise by the minute as he concentrated his power in their pursuit for victory. gif-related.
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1fa335 No.8042
| Rolled 66, 99 = 165 (2d100) |
>>8038
>>>Name:Birch
>>>Race:Elf
>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>>Health: Healthy
>>>Mana:6/10 Charges
>>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1-2:"I… I MIGHT BE ABLE TO PULL HER BACK BUT THERE'S A CHANCE THAT IT'LL TAKE THE SHIELDS DOWN… I'M GONNA GO FOR IT"
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1fa335 No.8043
| Rolled 6, 17 = 23 (2d100) |
>>8038
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On the TSS intrepid, fugging daemons.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Skill:
Pistols I
Rifles I
Marksmanship I
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1/2: I'm gonna protect this team and every member of it, or I'm gonna die trying. Bring down that wall by fire or steel, but bring it the fuck down, and bring it down now. I'll find a way - I always do. Nobody needs to die today, dammit!
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1fa335 No.8048
| Rolled 4, 26 = 30 (2d100) |
>>8038
>>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)>Equipment: Plasma Spear that shoots Plasma
>Skills: Spear1
Markmanship 1
Leap
>Ship:TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
1-2. Leaving the wall to Khole, and covering fire to Darius, Bob's form start to shadow and blur as he activates Speed Reap and Shadow Pull. He digs deep into the Hive mind, and starts an all out assault on the surrounding demons. Spear and blast, shadow and talon, this is what he was born for. He was a warrior and he'd Slay ALL these Monsters!
+Hive Mind +Speed Reap +Shadow Pull +Leap +Spear Combat I +Marksmanship I
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1fa335 No.8063
| Rolled 1, 29 = 30 (2d100) |
>>8038
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
1/2 - Okay, don't panic, don't overreact, need to staFUCK NO FUCK YOU THAT DOESN'T GO THERE
FUCK! SHIT!
GET ME OUT OF HERE!
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1fa335 No.8064
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1fa335 No.8066
| Rolled 81, 28 = 109 (2d100) |
>>8038
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2: …This isn't in my job description.
Let me just… check my work hours…
Hmmm…
Yeah, I'm on break in roughly 7 hours. I think I'll go take it a bit early.
[Fuck that. Go back up to the actually populated areas and tell them all that some spoopy-doopy shit's going on down in Engineering.]
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1fa335 No.8071
| Rolled 42, 62 = 104 (2d100) |
>>8063
THE CAPTAIN LATCHES ON AS MANY TENTACLES AND FEELERS ONTO HIS 1ST MATE AND INCIDENTAL BROOD-MOTHER AND PULLS AS HARD AS HE CAN.
Whether or not he's actuall pulling her to him or vice versa.
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1fa335 No.8074
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1fa335 No.8085
The entire crew of the TSS Intrepid was in trouble. The Jellar fields had failed, and they were all quickly overwhelmed by demons, each experiencing a different debaucherous fate…
>>8041
You fought as hard as you could. You summoned skeletons, hurled fireballs, set yourself ablaze, all for nothing. The demons were too many, and with the Jellar fields down they are fully empowered. You are soon swarmed by lustful demons of all shapes and sizes, struggling to break free of their titanic strength. Suddenly the crowd of demons fades as you are drawn into the aether itself, surrounded by the very thing you feared for millenia. You feel something change, and look down to see that once again, you are a skeleton. You attempt to warm yourself but your magical fire does not come. Instead you are left to drift, with only your cold body and memories to keep your company…
You dont know how long you drifted, nor how long you silently screamed, but eventually something came upon you. You looked to see a daemon, a female being of the warp smiling down upon you. She licks her lips as she looks down at you, her solid eye's showing deception and malice as she begins to speak. "Well look what I found here, a soul drifting through the warp…" she moves closer to your skeletal form, her hands touching your bones and claws moving, leaving marks on your white form.
"But what fun is a soul without a body? Why dont I shape you into something…fun."
With that she grasps your arms in her blue hands and concentrates, the aether swirling around you two before pouring into you. You dont move, you cant, but you feel yourself becoming…full, for lack of a better word. Soon your able to truly feel, you feel blood running through your veins, you feel muscles and flesh, the beating of your heart, and the return of your abilities. For a short while everything goes black, dark and silent enough to drive you mad…
And then you feel a soft hand running down your chest. You open your eyes, a feeling your truly unused to, and see for the first time in what feels like millenia. The demon lady is now fully detailed, long white hair swaying in an invisible wind as she smiles down at you sadisticly. She lets out a chuckle, causing her bountiful chest to jiggle before pressing her warm body up against your now red skin.
"Oh I think you and me will be having alot of fun pet. Now…" She reaches down and grips your blue cock, sending a formerly unknown explosion of pleasure through your mind. She begins moving her hand up and down, causing your cock to grow to fullness, standing long and thick as your two massive cum engorged balls begin to pump thick liquid and grow fuller. The demon moved next to your ear, her hand jerking your new cock as she whispers in your ear…
"…why dont we relieve all that built up stress~"
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1fa335 No.8086
>>8063
You dont know how long they fucked you. All you know is that they did. It couldve been dozens, it couldve even been hundreds or thousands of demons that fucked you in debacherous ways. You must've been a good cocksucker, because facefucks were most definitly common. Eventually though the tide of flesh and cum slowed down, though you dont know when or why. Maybe they got tired of you, or maybe one managed to take you away. All you remember is waking up in the middle of time and space, your pregnant belly a lot larger than before, though with kids or demon cum you couldnt be sure, nor could you decide which was worse.
It isnt long before a demoness shows up though, a female with an extremely large cock and balls. So illogical and irrational, yet right in front of you. The demon has a smile on her face, a large metal club held casually over her shoulder as she approaches you. You would run or fight if you could, but between the ravaging of your body and mind you do little more than anticipate the next rape. This only adds to your confusion, when instead of forcing herself upon you the demon brings her lips yours and begins kissing you. You feel her long sinous tongue explore your mouth and throat, the kissing lasting far longer than normal as she wraps her arms around you and pulls your racaged form gently towards her.
She pulls back slowly and seemingly reluctantly, green tongue whipping back into her mouth and allowing you to breathe again. She silently looks into your eyes and runs a hand over your rigid head, before moving down to your swollen belly and spreading your legs. She puts her tongue to work, pushing it deep into your pussy before slurping away at all the stored up cum inside you. You feel yourself orgasm many times as she drinks the loads of hundreds of demons, never relenting for what feels like months. Eventually she ceases, and brings her cummy face up to smile at you before using her tongue to clean herseld.
You look down silently, unable to speak as you see her raging cock, a rope tied around it causing it to swell an angry obscene red. She brings it to your pussy, and brgins forcing the enormous girth into you while looking deep into your eyes with an almost loving face. It seems this demon is very…taken with you. That much is obvious as her hands sensually explore your body before she hilts herself in you, full balls slapping against your ass(which seems to have grown a good deal bigger at some point)as she wraps her arms around you. She pulls you into her large bosom in a loving and soft embrace before soeaking for the first time.
"Your now mine, forever…and ever…"
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1fa335 No.8090
>>8048
Angry and annoyed you claw and bite at the demon hordes, unwilling to surrender and bow. Angry chittering noises fill the air as you resist the tide, until eventually you are grabbed and pulled away by a number of laughing demons. Despite all your arms they manage to grab and hold each one, your strength meaningless against demonic resolve. They drag you into the aether, their laughter filling the void…
As you enter the maddening aether the demons begin making circles around you. Over ten sexy elegant females surround you, sadistic and masochistic smiles on the face of each. Some have large breasts, others big asses, and some are slim while are others are a bit thick in the areas that matter. None of this matters to you though, as you continue your angered chittering and thrashing. One of the female's, a necklace in her cleavage, reached forward to grip your head, pulling you towards her breasts. You reward her with a ferocious brutal snap, intending to rip it off and show them not to mess with you. Your rewarded with the feeling of your mandibles squeezing nice soft flesh…and no blood. Instead milk squirts into your mouth while the demon lets out a mix between a moan and a laugh.
The other demonesses move towards your snapping claws, forcing you to squeeze tits, asses, and even enter a pussy. Meanwhile the remaining five demons arent lying around. Channeling magic they cast a spell on your crotch area and soon your insectoid cock is freed from its normally invisible pocket, throbbing long and hard as it prepares cum and eggs with which to impregnate a worthy female with. The succubi are quick to surround it, making it large and thick enough for them to each lick and suck on, all while the others lick your chitin and flesh sensually in a way that even turns you on. Eventually you cum hard, thick gouts of semen and eggs coming out far more than normally possible. The females are quick to take turns dribking your bounty, and by the time your cock stops they all look a bit full…
But they are far from done with you…
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1fa335 No.8092
>>8040
You barely even touch the wall, but as soon as you do your sucked into it. You dont know what surrounds you, or how you can even breathe, but eventually the disgusting wall of flesh spits you out. You land in the middle of everything and nothing, the experience almost immediately driving you over the edge of sanity and into the pits of madness. You stay there for a long time, going everywhere yet nowhere, first going insane, then going mad, then finding them both boring before switching through many forms known and unknown of each.
At one point your in a particular state that gives extremely vivid hallucinations, or so you think. Your surrounded by no less than 12 demons, each virtually the same except varying in hips, thighs, asses, tits, and hair and eye color. If they are real you dont care, your too far gone to be afraid of death after all. One of them moves up to you, claws bared, and you finally believe that this shall be the end. Her claws rip through your clothes(been so long you didnt know you were wearing em!)and remove what little shreds remain to bare your body to the world. If your not mistaken they seem to be giving you looks of approval, though your not sure what that even is at this point.
Many clawed hands are soon grasping and groping you, fondling your genitals, running through your hair, feeling your chest, followed by tongues and even some pussies. Before long your in a bed of pleasure as they expertly get you erect and cause you to cum in larger than possible burst, the mushroom head of your cock seemingly taller and thicker than ever. The hallucinations let you cover them in it, making no move to escape before going back to pleasuring you. It isnt long before one of them mounts you, soaking wet tight purple pussy engulfying your engorged cock like nothing and yet tighter than anything youve ever felt.
As she begins riding you like made, pushing you over the edge many times, all you can do is go mad…with pleasure.
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1fa335 No.8093
>>8039
The entire crew fell. Sucked into the warp, raped, captured, all of them fell swiftly but you. You were a whirlwind of defiant steel, natural drow blood allowing you to somehow avoid and fight demons even in the aether. Sadly even this wasnt enough, and it wasnt long until you were brought down, pulled into the aether by six sexy demons working together. They ranged from mature looking milf's to seemingly in college. They were covered in piercings, nipple chains, many ear rings, pussy studs, tongue piercings, and many more.
One of them, a milf looking one with green and red skin, wearing a dominatrix outfit, steps up with a malicious grin on her face, long sharp horns glowing with power. "Well what do you know girls, we got ourselves a drow. And we all know how much drow love to play." The word play is filled with so much sarcasm and malice its enough to make you flinch. Seeing this she laughs, and you are unable to do anything as they press in around you, your drow wear dissipating into aetheric dust.
The milf licks her lips as she sees your limp elven cock, and immediately moves down to it with a smile. She opens her mouth and takes your cock inside, looking up at you with a lustful gaze that leaves you speechless. Meanwhile the remaining demons begin kissing and fondling each other, engaging in heavy lesbianism while the expert mouth of the milf gets you very hard. You cum hard, the orgasm driving you mad as the female drinks your excess jizz without letting a drol go to waste. It isnt long until she pulls back, your now thicker and longer veiny cock throbbing in the aether. In the span of a second another demon is where the other was, looking like a girl in college with blond hair, blue skin, and upon turning around the nicest huge ass you have ever seen.
She bends over, hands spreading her asshole as she looks back with pouting and fake pleading look. You need no prompting with an ass like that! You grip the two fat cheeks, molding the soft cushions in your hands before thrusting into her hard. She lets a moan and smiles back at you innocently, causing you to pound away at the assslut while the other demons engage each other. Due to her tight ass and your horniness you cum soon and hard, pumping lots of excess semen into her with seemingly no effect. When you finish she pulls off your slimy cock, a few more thick blast giving her ass a thick white coating. She dips a finger into it and sensually sucks it, all while giving you an innocent look.
It isnt long before another demon appears, and begins a sexual assault on your cock again…
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1fa335 No.8094
>>8042
>>8043
Birch and Darius are both captured easily, but instead of being taken and raped the demons take them both into the aether. They are placed in the middle of a large circle of demons, male female and futa all looking at you with extreme lust. You two stick together, afraid of what you're sure is going to be brutal rape. Instead though, with no warning or foreplay, the demons begin going at it with each other, pussies, asses, and mouths all used as fucktoys by both males and females. The demons fuck hardcore and nonstop, cumming and merely continuing their sexual frenzy with wild abandon.
At the middle of it are Birch and Darius, who are slowly being overcome by the smell and magic of the demons. It isnt long before you two begin to eye each other up, throwing insults at one another while sensually stripping. Soon Darius form is entirely naked, while the elegant slender form of Birch is in front of him. Mystified by the body of each other, you two start out with foreplay, running hands over each other as if you were blind, softly feeling flesh and muscle. It isnt long before you two are kissing one another, Birch jerking Darius while he fingers her lovingly.
Soon the human and elf move onto actual sex, and Birch lays down in the missionary position to let Darius begin. He slowly and carefully takes her precious virginity, luckily not hurting her at all due to the magic being absorbed into them from the wild orgy of pleasure around them. Darius soon begins thrusting into birch, recieving a moan from her that encourages him to thrust faster and harder. Eventually he moves on top of her, and she wraps her legs around him as the two of them engage in loving consensual sex in the middle of a massive orgy of demons…
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1fa335 No.8095
>>8071
Unlike the rest of the crew, pulled off the ship and into the aether, you remained due to the daemons. Subduing you through magic, they immediately got to work. One male grabs one of your thickest tentacles and begins deepthroating it, swallowing and massaging it with his throat while many others follow suit. One female puts your tentacles between her breasts, causing you to instincitivly begin fondling them much to her delight. Others stick your tentacles in pussies and asses, using your body to the full for their own pleasure.
It isnt long before cocks are out up some tentacles, and you accidentally begin pleasuring them as well. It isnt long before almost all your tentacles are being used for sex in some form, and you begin to pump your alien jizz down throats, up asses and pussies, and onto many more. Around this point the cocks your sucking begin to cum, thick demonic semen being pumped into your far much more than anything you've pumped out. Soon your full of if jizz, and yet the demons arent done yet. They continue fucking and sucking, turning you into a one tentacle monster orgy point for dozens of demons…
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1fa335 No.8096
>>8066
Your pretty creeped out(and genre savvy)so you decide to nope the fuck outta there and get to populated areas. As you attempt to flee though you find the transports and elevators dont work…and suddenly the power goes off on the station…
>>8072
You and the snakeman search the ship, only to find the remaining crew utterly dead and the strange machines destroyed. Ah well, you go back and fuck the snake unconscious again, and prepare another clutch of eggs.
>Roll d100 for eggs next turn. Also actions are 2d100
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1fa335 No.8097
>>8039
>>8040
>>8041
>>8042
>>8043
>>8048
>>8063
>>8071
>>8085
>>8086
>>8090
>>8092
>>8093
>>8094
>>8095
And so it was that the crew of the TSS Intrepid was flung into the aether, scattered by its random winds to be captured by demons for many debaucherous acts. Maybe they were in the storm of madness for years, maybe months, weeks, days, minutes, maybe even scant seconds! But in the aether time is not a linear being, and so it was for times ranging from centuries to millenia they were in the aether, being filled by its chaos until finally that particular storm ceased. Soon they were all on a single planet, a daemon world in the middle of the aether…
Everyone roll 1d100 for how severe the changes of the warp were. Higher is better(this is subjective). There is no such thing as "no changes". You will also gain new perks and benefits due to being changed by the warp. You may specify up to four things you want to keep/gain(wings, claws, different hair color, that harem of bitches I fucked for millenia) or to gain(enhanced marksmanship, greater speed and strength, greater magical power, chaos magic)
Now all you have to do is roll, and make IC chat since you all conveniently landed near each other. Once rolls and request are in the next update shall come.
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1fa335 No.8098
| Rolled 46 (1d100) |
>>8097
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1fa335 No.8099
| Rolled 93 (1d100) |
>>8097
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1fa335 No.8100
| Rolled 28 (1d100) |
>>8097
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1fa335 No.8101
| Rolled 75 (1d100) |
>>8097
no physical changes plox
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1fa335 No.8102
| Rolled 65 (1d100) |
>>8097
Watch my dice brick this roll super hard
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1fa335 No.8105
| Rolled 31 (1d100) |
>>8097
Things to keep: Meat-Suit, Demon-Waifu who gave me demon body
Things I want: Enhanced Soul-Fire, Enhanced skeletal minions
Goal to get this: Force my will on demon waifu and make waifu good. Good demon waifu get.
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1fa335 No.8106
| Rolled 51, 52 = 103 (2d100) |
>>8096
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2:
Okay, checking work hours again…
Yeah, still got break in 7 hours. Why not use my extra few minutes to get some exercise?
I mean, they've got service ladders for this shit.
[Climb up the service ladder and head to Shitcurity. I ain't fixing this until I have at LEAST 8 dudes watching every entrance.]
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1fa335 No.8107
| Rolled 69 (1d100) |
>>8097
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1fa335 No.8108
| Rolled 20 (1d100) |
>>8097
>>8099
>>8098
>>8101
>>8102
>>8100
>>8107
>>8107
Perenna rubs the back of her head, examining herself and others, as well as the terrain around them. The ship was gone, they were stranded. Irrationality had gotten them into this mess - hers in particular. Even her efforts to spare the captain had been moot in the end.
Now of all time, she needs to keep a level head. "Captain, are you alright?"
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1fa335 No.8109
>>8108
Birch silently shifts positions away from Darius and begins chanting in a corner as if preparing a spell.
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1fa335 No.8112
>>8109
>>8108
After finishing her chant she sighs and opens her eyes. Then she points at Major Tom. "Who the fuck is the skeleton? He wasn't on the ship was he?"
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1fa335 No.8113
>>8112
"I think the Warp has altered your perception. There are no skeletons present." Perenna turns towards Tom. "However, I do not believe he was on the crew roster. Who are you, daemon, or straggler as we?"
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1fa335 No.8114
>>8113
"I am wearing a Meat-Suit now. This is strange. I think I like it." With this, Tom would turn towards Perenna after looking down at himself.
"Name's Tom Buren, formerly a Major of some nation that I forget. Former skeleton too. Former resident of the Aether being tortured for eons too. Just recently got out of that shitty place only to land inside your ship and get shit on by the Aether again. Hey, at least I have strange meat though! I think Prefer my bones honestly though this whole sensation thing is new again!" At this, Tom would start absently picking at a piece of his meat-suit.
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1fa335 No.8115
>>8109
>>8112
>>8113
>>8114
Darius has the smuggest look on his fucking face that any human could possibly ever have, floating around absently and humming. He'd probably be smoking too, if we weren't in the middle of chaotic space.
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1fa335 No.8116
>>8115
Birch shoots him a glare that could pierce the hull of their former ship.
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1fa335 No.8117
>>8108
>>8112
>>8114
>>8115
Bob Wakes up.
"Ugh where the fuck is Khole so I can ring his skinny neck for fucking up the Jellar field? I swear I'm going to kill him. Also Darius stop being a smug fuck because you finally got to stick it in Birch, anyone with eyes saw it coming. Fucking sad it needed to be demonically induced."
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1fa335 No.8118
>>8112
>>8113
>>8114
>>8115
>>8116
>>8117
Soly slowly awakens
"Where's the cap in this because all I could remember is killing lots of demons then I fuck a blue chick and a got sucked by a red and green succubus."
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1fa335 No.8119
>>8117
Birch glares even harder at Bob before returning to her meditation
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1fa335 No.8120
>>8119
"Hello I've kinda feel a little groggy, what the fuck they did to us?"
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1fa335 No.8121
>>8118
"Fuck if I know clone boy. Congratulations on enjoying getting raped though, sure your predecessors are so proud."
>>8119
"I could hear your moaning over that of the succubi "working" on me Birch. You enjoyed it. hell you screamed out his name loud enough to make me wince."
>>8120
"They over ran the ship, raped us, mutated us and dropped us of here. Wherever here is."
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1fa335 No.8122
>>8121
"I swear to all that is good that if you don't shut your fucking mouth I'm going to leave you all in this fucking hellscape"
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1fa335 No.8123
>>8121
"I've killed some of them by myself then six succubi grabbed me it's better than anything the Lolth worshipers could have done."
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1fa335 No.8124
>>8123
I killed some too, then ten overpowered. Just because some crazy spider worshipping bitches would do worse doesn't mean you should enjoy it.
>>8122
Bob makes a clicking sound analogous to laughter as Birch feels something tug at her shadow.
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1fa335 No.8125
>>8124
"It's even worse when you consider the fact they would consider the males as fodder for their experiments, mantis man at least I didn't befell as quick as you."
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1fa335 No.8126
>>8125
"I was even more outnumbered because SOMEONE was fucking his notgirlfriend and not giving me covering fire. as it is it took ten of them to restrain me. Also learn to speak right, you're using befell inappropriately, you blubbering knife ear."
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1fa335 No.8127
>>8126
Meanwhile, Tom was watching this all transpire as he scratched his nuts. Repeatedly.
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1fa335 No.8128
>>8125
>>8124
>>8126
"Oh my god will you two stop measuring dicks and just go ask the demons who they liked more. Some of us are looking for a fucking way home"
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1fa335 No.8129
>>8127
"Who're you?"
>>8128
"Har har Har Birch."
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1fa335 No.8130
>>8126
"I'm not truly a knife ear for I can be just as easily hated for being a clone after all Bob, some clones are monstrosities of nature."
>>8127
"Who are you?"
>>8128
"We like to piece together what happened and trying to make some bit of sense of what's going on."
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1fa335 No.8131
>>8128
"Yes, I believe this arguing is nothing but detrimental to our survival and, eventually, rescue. We should organize, work together to find our ship. Or ANY ship, for that matter."
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1fa335 No.8132
>>8130
"You're an elf clone, hence you're a knife ear, knife ear."
>>8131
"Then lead the way Perrenia, still missing the boss man and Khole though."
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1fa335 No.8133
>>8132
"I was not truly born, I was genetically engineered as in being cloned because of this process I've learned very quickly to show at least some bit of worth and try to escape death as soon as possible."
>>8131
"Hello have you seen the captain I want to try to contact him although he mostly relies on psychic communication."
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1fa335 No.8134
>>8132
"Clickclack I swear to fucking god I will shove these 'knife ears' right through your eyes"
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1fa335 No.8135
>>8133
What does that have to do with our conversation? Hey Perrenia>>8131 take a look at this guy he might have a concussion or something, he's talking in non-sequiters.
>>8134
Alright, alright. Yeesh, woulda thought you'd be in a better mood after knocking boots with Darius.
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1fa335 No.8136
>>8135
"OH I'M SORRY THAT A FUCKING ORGASM DOESN'T CHEER ME UP AFTER GETTING KIDNAPPED BY FUCKING DEMONS!"
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1fa335 No.8138
>>8130
"I ain't repeating myself for you again. Scroll up the page to find my name or fuck off, kid." With those wise words, Tom proceeded to squat down and stare with soulless eyes at the Drow.
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1fa335 No.8139
>>8135
"Well I was just telling you on how I'm not truly a knife ear, mantis man. Perhaps I'm a bit concussed as you say but I've got a feeling that we might be stuck there."
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1fa335 No.8140
>>8136
"I was referring to you and lover boy finally getting together. Being a might touchy ain't ya?"
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1fa335 No.8141
>>8098
Mutations: Neon hair and nails, glowing eyes(whatev color you want) greater mana storage, chaos magic
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Chaotic sky
>>8101
Mutations: glowing eyes(whatev color you want)enhanced speed, enhanced strength
>>8099
Mutation: Enhanced size(read thicker tentacles)more genital- tentacles, Red and purple coloration, Aphrodesiac slime
>>8100
Mutations: Wings, Clawed hands and feet, Jet Black Skin,
>Companions: Demon harem(6 demons)
>>8102
Mutations: Greater Size, Thicker and larger chitin, Greater Speed, Greater Strength
>>8105
Mutations: Demon Flesh, Greater strength and speed
>Companions: Demon Mage
>Spells: Flames of the Dead
>>8107
Mutations: Pheromone production, Demomic Eyes, Blue skin, Enhanced Speed and strength
>Spells: Hellish Artifice
>>8108
Mutations: Horsecock and balls, Larger ridges, Shoulder Spikes, Bigger ass and tits, Demonic eyes, Greater strength
Continue chatting for a sec, dont forget to notice teh changes
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1fa335 No.8142
>>8133
>>8135
"Vrammyr, are you feeling yourself? The Warp can alter or diminish a person's perception and well-being. I could administer a basic psychological evaluation if you like."
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1fa335 No.8143
>>8142
"Why yes Prenanna I would love a psych evaluation lets me know if I am going to insane." as he get up and stretches out his arms and wings.
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1fa335 No.8144
>>8142
For the first time since the escape form the Aether, Tom turned turned the strange "Prenanna" girl and saw what was up. "Holy shit, you have a massive dick. Whooh boy, makes my meat-suit seem inadequate."
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1fa335 No.8145
>>8142
"Wow I finally notice the dick. Damn you got the short end of the stick, or long end by the look of it. The demon eyes ain't doing you any favors either."
>>8143
"Well you look like a demon minus the horns and eyes. So yeah your sanity is in question. Also you have six succubi heading right at you, looking like your a streak. Want me to end them, or do you want the pleasure?"
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1fa335 No.8146
>>8145
"Huh Bob is it me or are you always bigger and more I don't know insectlike." As I look behind me and see six succubi. "Huh well I don't know Bob they look kinda how do you say it, harmless?"
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1fa335 No.8147
>>8146
Meh probably, warp fucks shit up. Succubi ain't harmless though.
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1fa335 No.8148
>>8126
"I blame the magic, or, uh, something like that.", Darius says, spinning himself in the Aether. His eyes are glowing blue, for some reason, but he doesn't seem to notice.
>>8142
"Nice cock!", Darius says, not even bothered as par usual.
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1fa335 No.8149
>>8145
>>8146
>>8144
>>8142
"Why the fuck am I blue?"
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1fa335 No.8150
>>8145
"The what?" Perenna looks down, and immediately regrets it as three rather large new changes stare back at her.
Alright, stay calm. This is to be expected in the Warp. Bodily change due to exposure to mutative magic and radiation. It's going to be alright. Just, just…
"…WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE A DICK?!"
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1fa335 No.8151
>>8148
Your eyes are blue you smug fuck. Literally glowing blue.
>>8149
Is that you khole? Between the blue skin and those demonic eye I barely recognize you. Now get over here so I can wring your neck you failure of a mechanic! If you'd done your job the fields would have never failed in the first place!
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1fa335 No.8152
>>8147
"Ok I think I can blame them for the mutations don't know how or why but it's logical either that or I'm imaging them."
>>8148
"You're eyes are blue and glowing are you alright?"
>>8149
"I blame the succubi or my sanity which is which."
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1fa335 No.8153
>>8150
"I will blame the succubi for your cock but we may have imagine it somehow."
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1fa335 No.8154
>>8151
>>8152
>>8149
"My eyes are beautiful, I know. They glow with divine radiance whenever I speak, to emphasize the truth of my words and the beauty of my soul. And the beauty of me, of course."
He doesn't seem to get that his eyes are literally glowing.
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1fa335 No.8155
>>8150
"My guess? Warp Fuckery, now calm the fuck down. You're the boss until the captain gets back. If the dick bothers you that much I'm pretty sure you can get it removed once we get into real space."
>>8154
You're eyes are glowing like plutonium Darius. Literally glowing a radioactive Blue. Stop being smug because you fucked Birch and listen.
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1fa335 No.8156
>>8154
"DARIUS YOU DUMBASS YOU'RE EYES ARE GLOWING HOW IN THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU GET THAT."
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1fa335 No.8157
>>8155
>>8156
Darius pokes at his eyes, a surprised look on his face. "Anyone have a, uh, mirror or something?"
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1fa335 No.8158
>>8157
"Well I wish Darius but I don't."
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1fa335 No.8159
>>8157
Why yes, I'm sure one of us carries a mirror in the warp after our clothes had been ripped off and our weapons destroyed. I mean why wouldn't someone have one? Ooooh Wait.
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1fa335 No.8160
>>8159
"You got your insectoid parts they would count for weapons."
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1fa335 No.8161
>>8160
Yes, and? They still broke my spear. natural weapons are all well and good, but demons have better ones, and better magic.
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1fa335 No.8162
>>8155
"Yes, right, I'm sorry. That was unbecoming of me…" Perenna tries with no success to cover herself. "Alright. Let's be reasonable, calm. Firstly, these arguments are getting us nowhere. Restrain yourselves, I understand the effects of the Warp can be harrying, but we must all act calmly, and act together." Perenna knows very little about actually leading, more just advising. "Alright. Second, what do you all suggest we do next?"
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1fa335 No.8163
>>8162
Darius snickers noticeably every time he looks at Perenna. "Ask - snnk, Birch."
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1fa335 No.8164
>>8162
Finding the captain, and finding a way out of here. I should take point considering I'm the only one here with naturals weapons and armor, the rest of you kinda squishy.
>>8163
Darius stop being smug and actually use your big head for something other than a hat rack.
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1fa335 No.8165
>>8164
>>8163
"Yes, I believe finding Captain Hodgers is the first of our priorities. Then, with any luck, our ship. Otherwise we are trapped on this planetoid for an indeterminate time."
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1fa335 No.8166
>>8162
"We need to test some of our mutations on something like a rock or a tree in this area concerning that the demons will regenerate
>>8162
"I suggest we try to find a way out and find the captain after all you need some help if we want to survive."
>>8163
"Darius stop being a gibbering mess."
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1fa335 No.8167
>>8162
Birch breaks from her trance. "Trying to open a rift between this universe and ours similar to what brought the demons in the first place. Find the captain if you want but he's not gonna be much help besides maybe keeping you shits in order"
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1fa335 No.8168
The crew of the TSS Intrepid floats in space, stuck and unsure of what to do, but then suddenly the aether shifts, and they all appear in the middle of a purple desert, the sky a mix of strange colors. All around they see nothing, and what to do is up to them…
Dice still 2d100. You can do whatever ya want, you'll find salvation in some form I promise :^)
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1fa335 No.8169
>>8162
Absently, Tom started twirling his bright blue demon dick in a circle while he considered his words. "Alright, I can blast fire and do pretty cool shit with my true body. I think these demon powers may have actually helped us. Especially for Horse-Dick lady, she got the long end of the pole. Quite literally. Heh."
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1fa335 No.8170
Oh and there seems to be something in the distance, a city to the north, a mountain to the east. West and south are just desert from what you can see.
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1fa335 No.8171
>>8170
Tom's dick suddenly grew erect as it pointed full-tilt towards the city in the distance. "Ey, city over there. Might be salvation. Might be full of Rape-Demons. Who wants to go check?"
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1fa335 No.8172
Also Perenna is very pregnant and Birch is pregnant.
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1fa335 No.8173
| Rolled 1, 89 = 90 (2d100) |
>>8171
1-2 I'll head north trying to conceal myself if it's full of rape demons I'll let you know if not and I'm burned on the stake well try to get me out of there
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1fa335 No.8174
| Rolled 54, 71 = 125 (2d100) |
>>8168
>>Name:Birch
>>Race:Elf
>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>Health: Healthy
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
Mutations: Neon hair and nails (White), glowing eyes(Green) greater mana storage, chaos magic
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Chaotic sky
1:"First things first I'm going to need somewhere quiet so i can channel enough mana to do this. And I doubt i'll find that place in a warp rape demon city. I say we head to the mountains and find a nice cave."
2: "Darius carry me wherever we go I can't meditate and walk at the same time." Birch gets to work channeling her mana.
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1fa335 No.8175
| Rolled 36, 26 = 62 (2d100) |
>>8168
>>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)>Equipment:
>Skills: Spear1
Markmanship 1
Leap
>Ship:
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
>Mutations: Greater Size, Thicker and larger chitin, Greater Speed, Greater Strength
>>8163
>>8165
>>8166
>>8167
>>8171
Yeah rather get some gear in the mountains first, but seriously cover that with your hands or something, if the desert is inhabited it'll get bitten off. This place is so close to my home it's eerie.
>>8168
Bob heads of to the mountains in the west, using his Hive mind to cross reference the threats and dangers. He also looks out for usable supplies.
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1fa335 No.8176
| Rolled 4, 35 = 39 (2d100) |
>>8168
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>After some terrible luck and irrational action, Perenna was subjected to what seemed like centuries of rape and perversion in the Warp. Now stuck with advanced pregnancy, demon features and a large horse cock. So that's a thing.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>Mutations: Horsecock and balls, Larger ridges, Shoulder Spikes, Bigger ass and tits, Demonic eyes, Greater strength
>>8173
"You will not be going on your own, that is highly dangerous. I suggest we all stay together, and head towards the city. Though it be unknown, at the very least it is civilized, and that's an improvement to this waste." Perenna absentmindedly rubs her belly.
1/2 - As instructed to the others, head towards the city in the North. Clickclick shall provide vanguard, with Birch and Darius guarding the left, and the Stranger and Khole on the right. Everyone else should stick together in the center of the party.
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1fa335 No.8177
>>8176
"I am NOT going to the city. Like I said the mountains are a much safer bet."
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1fa335 No.8178
| Rolled 69, 12 = 81 (2d100) |
>>8141
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1), Hellish Artifice
>Mutations: Pheromone production, Demomic Eyes, Blue skin, Enhanced Speed and strength
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. Going to need to get clothes for everyone, or stuff to make clothes. Go look for that.
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1fa335 No.8179
>>8177
"Would you rather contend with savage animals and vagrants? We have no knowledge to suggest this place is with a demonic presence, other than ourselves. Our best bet is to find out which sector we are in, and recoup our progress. We have a far greater chance of finding a way off of this planet there than in the mountains."
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1fa335 No.8180
>>8179
"Oh yes and i'm sure if they aren't demon's they will take well to a bunch of mutated naked vagrants walking into their town"
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1fa335 No.8181
| Rolled 82, 35 = 117 (2d100) |
>>8174
>>8043
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: ???
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Mana:
>Spells
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Skill:
Pistols I
Rifles I
Marksmanship I
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1/2: Darius rolls his eyes but complies with a minimum of complaining, surprisingly. "I'm fine with heading to those mountains first, works by me.", the tall mercenary says as he picks Birch up. He is cheeky enough to let his hands roam as he starts to carry the elf, occasionally giving her butt a tight squeeze. "I can deal with anything on the way, Perenna. We'll head down to the city when we're read,y trust me."
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1fa335 No.8182
>>8179
"Thanks madam I will appreciate that ."
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1fa335 No.8183
>>8181
>>8180
"In the face of disagreement, we shall put it to a vote."
Perenna stands in front of the others, trying dreadfully hard to act as though she were unchanged.
"All who would like to travel to the mountains, say so. And all those who would prefer the city, say likewise."
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1fa335 No.8184
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1fa335 No.8185
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1fa335 No.8186
>>8183
Darius shouts "Have fun getting your dick sucked in the city!", as he walks away to the east with Birch in arms.
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1fa335 No.8187
>>8183
Not heading to a city without some supplies and weapons.
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1fa335 No.8188
| Rolled 48, 50 = 98 (2d100) |
>>8174
>Name: Major Tom Buren
>Race: Undead Skeleton, occasionally is engulfed in fire for minutes at a time when stressed, angry, and or scared.
>Fluff: Space is so cold. He couldn't remember anything from his past life except for one thing. Major Tom Buren was a hero. That is what his government told him as he flew the first prototype of a space probe deep into the outer reaches on a mission to advance humanity. He could only watch in horror as the spaceship started to slowly crack for unknown reasons while a slow laughter started to spread throughout the cockpit of his ship. For a long moment, he sat there as he futilely tried to draw breath into his lungs. It was so cold.
This thought pierced his mind like none other and something else was watching. It made him fire. It turned him on fire. A endless scream stuck in the Aether for all of a century as he burnt endlessly. He laid in that cockpit for years upon years as his skin burnt off from the flesh until only cracked bone remained. He sat there in untold agony while flame engulfed his body until finally nothing but his last few memories were left in his mind. Then and only then did he manage to crawl out form his space-ship and into the cold aether, burning all the while. He drifted in space for what seemed like thousands of years but may have only been a minute for all that he knew until he was in some place new. Warm.
Not the fire warm but warm in general. He could feel the the touch of the Aether here immediately upon his arrival. That would need to be rectified. He slowly stopped screaming for the first time in centuries on the intrepid as the flames bursting through his suit slowly started to sputter out.
>Current Planetary Location: The ship, recently teleported in due to Jellar Fields failing
>Magic Class: Necromancy with a skeletal specialization. Some limited form of pyromancy when on fire.
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Burning touch, Skeleton summon, Flames of the Dead
>Companions: Demon Mage
>Equipment: N/A
>Ship:
>Mutations: Demon Flesh, Greater strength and speed
>Bonus:(SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SNED SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE) What it says
Minecraft Skeletons: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g7mmY4bICGU
1-2) Man, that drow looks shifty as fuck. Like a fucking vagrant. Thief. Drow. All the drow look the same. God. "Slave, stop staring at the Drow and start walking." Tom's eyes snapped up towards his dearest Gabriella when she spoke in all of her demonic glory, looking boredly down at her nails as she gestures towards the city with clear signs of irritation. That was okay. She may have been a bit angry that I had dragged her into the Mortal World kicking and screaming but true love trumped all. I am sure that she would love me back soon and until then, I would simply have to cater to her needs. "Look, I ain't gonna have any kind of sex with you until we get married. I am a good christian man, dammit! Now, I ain't gonna want to get married unless your less of a bitch. So lets head onto the city and get our groove on, yeah? Good.." With these wise words of wisdom, Tom stopped helicoptering his dick in the face of his fiance's shocked expression before turning towards the city. Demon bitches, all the same. Looking for your semen to sustain them.
Despite this, she looked so cute angry. He ignored her scratching the fuck out of his meat-suit's back as they walked along towards the city. True love trumped all. Especially when you had a soul-link that prevented a certain someone from incinerating you in your sleep without her killing herself. Hypothetically. Ah, true love. A smile would grace Tom's lips as he started to stroll off a fair distance from the Drow who he eyed with suspicioun, his penis flapping softly in the wind. This was the life.
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1fa335 No.8189
>>8181
Forgot to include:
Mutations: Glowing eyes (Cyan), Enhanced speed,Enhanced strength
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1fa335 No.8190
>>8183
Suddenly Perenna's horsecock ceases to be. She gives a wide smile, happy to be one sex again- until a blue shaft springs from her loins, balls and all. It twitches defiantly, and she sighs. Well, at least this one is a little less… animalistic.
"Right, majority has voted, and I abstain from adding my own choice. Therefore, we make our way for the mountains. Hopefully this is the wisest path."
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1fa335 No.8191
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1fa335 No.8192
[I apologize to everyone but a promise is a promise]
>>8181
Darius was clearly in great physical shape without his clothes on, trim and fit from a rigorous, athletic lifestyle. He was lean and slender from his tallness, looking like he had hardly an ounce of fat on him with sculpted musculature and perfectly defined abdominals and pectorals. A line of tattos covered his entire right arm, starting at his wrist and coming all the way up to the right side of his neck, filled with various imagery. The man's face was masculine and determined, sporting a bit of black scruff and a fashionably shaved head, the unshaved top being a dyed blonde. His now-glowing cyan eyes managed to fit well with the rest of his body against his smug face, only a tad tan from age and adventure. Darius's dongloid flopped forward, free of the constricting and oppressive construct of pants or underwear at the moment. Though normally seven inches, the circumcised, white thing was clearly longer after the Aether, peaking at around nine, it seemed. It managed to maintain the same gentle tan that the rest of his body did, though Darius was still very obviously white. He almost regretted his decision to start groping Birch's rear as he felt himself grow aroused pretty quickly in, his now larger dick smacking against the stone of his abs and almost threatening to poke Birch's back as he felt her up.
>>8184
Instead of changing what he was doing, Darius instead leaned down next to Birch's pointy ear, giving it a light nibble at the tip before whispering into it, smiling. "You have a great ass.", the mercenary said, quickly moving to surprisingly gently kiss the Elf to shut her up, giving a rough squeeze to her behind as he did so.
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1fa335 No.8193
>>8192
Birch remains in a comatose meditation as she continues her channeling of aether power unaware of darius.
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1fa335 No.8238
>>8176
Change actions to heading towards the mountains.
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1fa335 No.8239
Changing to heading towards the mountains
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1fa335 No.8242
| Rolled 1, 82 = 83 (2d100) |
1-2. The captain wakes up, somewhere, attempting to get his bearings. Where is his crew? Is he still on his ship? Are the demons still here?
–
The thought of his crew is first on his priorities, his ship second, and what happened to himself third.
He had. . .never been in such a massive "greeting" session. It is hard to impossible to rape a thermian (at least in the manner as done by the demons), who would welcome sensational touches as one would a long and pleasant conversation with a stranger, but not impossible to a degree. Had it been under any other circumstance, the event would have been welcomed, even pleasant.
This was clearly not such circumstance.
The demons were hostiles, having attacked his ship, his crew, and then had the gal to have their way with his body. He could already sense something was wrong with his skin color, although strangely he felt better than ever.
He smelled nice. . .and whatever happened he couldn't deny he looked stronger than ever. The odd color was peculiar but not extreme.
That was until he noticed. . .the extra seed depositors.
That was. . .very, VERY disturbing. He poked at it gingerly, felt it move, there were more of them than there should be! This bothered him as much as any human would finding multiple phaluses (or perhaps a single phallus where there should be none). It looked and felt /wrong/.
But goddam why did he smell so nice!?
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1fa335 No.8243
>>8242
>Are the demons gone?
>nope.gif
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1fa335 No.8245
>>8242
>Hey Glittershine all of the characters are gonna be coming together to work on the same ship do you want to join
>I don't know guys sounds dangerous what if some of us mess up.
>Oh don't worry about it we'll be fine
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1fa335 No.8247
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1fa335 No.8320
>>8192
Birch breaks from her trance for a second as the groping reminds her of something. "Oh yeah I'm pregnant." Then returns to her spell
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1fa335 No.8468
>>8320
Darius shakes Birch gently until the elf wakes up, looking down at her with his brightly glowing eyes and a "That… was a joke, right? Haha. You aren't really..?", he says, still walking forward.
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1fa335 No.8469
>>8468
"Nope I am, can feel it's aura or whatever in me. Willow if it's a girl, Hemlock if boy." Birch comfortably rests in Darius's arms
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1fa335 No.8470
>>8469
"Wait, what? How come you get to decide the names!? I have some badass kid names - Hemlock?", Darius says, looking unimpressed as he stares down at Birch.
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1fa335 No.8471
>>8470
"Hemlock is the name of the great conqueror of the elven people who was known for conquering 26 different civilizations in the name of the elven nations. And I get to pick the names because I'm giving birth to them"
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1fa335 No.8473
>>8471
Darius whistles. "Wow, your great conqueror had a, uh, really shitty name. Why don't we name him something manly, like Leon, or Gunter? He'll be conquering more stuff for our glory than with the name Hemlock, I guarantee it. And, I mean, they came from my, uh,", Darius says, nodding downwards to indicate his freed erection, still smacking against his abs as he moved under Birch. He doesn't turn around to look at the rest of the group's reactions, considering this conversation is happening in front of everyone else as they walk.
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1fa335 No.8474
>>8473
"We can discuss why you don't get a choice later, I just thought you'd like to know so you can ask any questions. Though fair warning you'll have to meet my parents."
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1fa335 No.8475
>>8474
"Yeah, my main question is why I don't get a choice in this, it's kinda pretty damn important! … Wait, what do you mean we'll have to meet your parents? Why?"
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1fa335 No.8476
>>8475
"Ugh you have to meet them because you'll need to get the sword of my farther to challenge the oracle of New Teri to a duel for my hand in marriage. Do you not know anything about elven marriage"
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1fa335 No.8477
>>8476
Darius laughs once, though it's more than a little nervous. "Okay, now, that's a joke, right? M-marriage?" Darius says, uncertainty in his voice. "Why are you talking about marriage..?"
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1fa335 No.8478
>>8477
Birch has a face signaling that she is so done with this. "Elves mate for life, you won't have to marry me right away, but if you don't my entire home life will be shamed and I will be exiled for dishonoring my tribe."
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1fa335 No.8479
>>8478
Darius sighs, looking up for a second. "I guess there's worse things to be married to than a beautiful little elf.", he says, giving Birch a sly smile and leaning down to kiss her, while awake this time. He also gives her rear another rough squeeze, mainly to see what her reaction is like to both actions, and pulling back to nibble on her ear if she starts to complain at him.
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1fa335 No.8480
>>8479
Birch accepts the kiss and rolls her eyes at the squeeze but proceeds to squirm around uncomfortably as he nibbles on her ears.
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1fa335 No.8481
>>8480
Darius is suitably entertained by this reaction and continues to nibble at the end of her pointy ear, flicking his tongue forward with a grin on his face, starting to move down towards the base of her ear a bit.
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1fa335 No.8482
>>8481
"Darius I swear to god stop now or I will use the new spell that the warp gave me. And I can tell you it won't be fun."
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1fa335 No.8483
>>8482
Darius pulls back for a second only to say "What? A lightweight like you can't handle some loving nibbling?", a huge grin on his face, before moving back down to zip his tongue and teeth all over her ear, more skilled at the inner workings and manipulations of the elven ear than he has literally any reasonable or logical right to be.
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1fa335 No.8484
>>8481
Birch quietly swears then attempts to get back to work at channeling the spell.
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1fa335 No.8490
>>8173
>>8174
>>8175
>>8176
>>8178
>>8181
>>8188
>>8242
The crew of the TSS Intrepid settle on going straight to the mountains. There they are less likely to encounter demons, get raped, and generally end up having non-consensual sex. And so the walk begins. Traveling across the vast purple desert of the aether world, the crew walks…and walks…and walks. The thought that they have been walking nonstop for a while doesnt ever reach them surprisingly. Eventually though the former Skeleton's wife(?)reminds him they were supposed to be going to the city! Remembering this the Major steps away from the pseudo path the crew had been taking…and promptly falls into a sinkhole. The rest of the crew swiftly follows as the hole widens greatly, sucking them all into what they fear is their dooms.
Later the crew awakens, and finds themselves in…a ship storage room of sorts? The room is old and decayed, as if it had been here under the sands forever. Inside are a number of canisters holding a variety of supplies. There is also a large metal door, but it seems to be offline
(Along with other rolls, roll a 2d100. First roll is to get supplies[STATE WHAT YOU WANT, CLOTHES AND WEAPONS AS WELL]and the second is for…reasons]
>>8110
>>8111
You begin working on the beacon with your stud, but you must have shaken your booty just a bit too much while working. Soon he is banging you, and for a few seconds the beacon comes on.
"Who is thissss-"
The speaker gets loud moaning in response, and promptly hangs up. At least you managed to fix the beacon though!
(No egg roll next turn)
+39 Eggs
>>8106
You quickly find the service ladder and climb your way to the top. Upom arriving you find the emergency lights on, and smoke coming out of many torn and damaged pipes. You dont see anything, but you do hear creaking seemingly coming from all around…
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1fa335 No.8492
| Rolled 15, 31 = 46 (2d100) |
>>8490
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1), Hellish Artifice
>Mutations: Pheromone production, Demomic Eyes, Blue skin, Enhanced Speed and strength
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1. Clothes
2. Kefka a shit
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1fa335 No.8493
| Rolled 6, 31, 18, 94 = 149 (4d100) |
>>8490
>>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)>Equipment:
>Skills: Spear1
Markmanship 1
Leap
>Ship:
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
>Mutations: Greater Size, Thicker and larger chitin, Greater Speed, Greater Strength
1-2. Explore the room maybe see if I can leap up and out of the sinkhole. +Leap +Hive mind
3. Supply roll. Clothes(robe, armor, pants, shoes that fir, goggles), food, water, rope, fire kit, spear/spear blaster, iron spikes, waterskins, Weapon maintenance kit, Sunscreen.
4 mystery roll
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1fa335 No.8494
| Rolled 28, 20 = 48 (2d100) |
>>8490
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Two Navi-swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
Mutations: Wings, Clawed hands and feet, Jet Black Skin,
>Companions: Demon harem(6 demons)
>???(1/???)
1.Well I must get clothes and weapons to survive the night
2.WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
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1fa335 No.8496
| Rolled 32, 93 = 125 (2d100) |
>>8490
>>>Name:Birch
>>>Race:Elf
>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>>Health: Healthy
>>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
>Mutations: Neon hair and nails (White), glowing eyes(Green) greater mana storage, chaos magic
>>Mana: 15/15
>>Spells: Chaotic sky
1:Clothes like her normal pants plus jacket combo, a communication device of some sorts, catalyst for spells.
2:Spooky
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1fa335 No.8498
| Rolled 14, 93, 36, 69 = 212 (4d100) |
>>8490
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: Some fucking ship.
>Equipment: JACK. SHIT.
>Skill:
Pistols I
Rifles I
Marksmanship I
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Mutations: Glowing eyes (Cyan), Enhanced speed, Enhanced strength
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1/2: Get my bearings and find out what's going on. Where the fuck is this place? Can we get out of it? Something?
3. Supply roll for supplies, weapons, clean underwear, anything of use, because I am quite literally naked with the only thing in my hands being my elf Fiance. Clothes would really be nice, I've got nothing to hide, sure, but still.
4. just fuck my shit up
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1fa335 No.8501
| Rolled 86, 12, 41, 10 = 149 (4d100) |
>>8490
>Name: Major Tom Buren
>Race: Undead Skeleton, occasionally is engulfed in fire for minutes at a time when stressed, angry, and or scared.
>Fluff: Space is so cold. He couldn't remember anything from his past life except for one thing. Major Tom Buren was a hero. That is what his government told him as he flew the first prototype of a space probe deep into the outer reaches on a mission to advance humanity. He could only watch in horror as the spaceship started to slowly crack for unknown reasons while a slow laughter started to spread throughout the cockpit of his ship. For a long moment, he sat there as he futilely tried to draw breath into his lungs. It was so cold.
This thought pierced his mind like none other and something else was watching. It made him fire. It turned him on fire. A endless scream stuck in the Aether for all of a century as he burnt endlessly. He laid in that cockpit for years upon years as his skin burnt off from the flesh until only cracked bone remained. He sat there in untold agony while flame engulfed his body until finally nothing but his last few memories were left in his mind. Then and only then did he manage to crawl out form his space-ship and into the cold aether, burning all the while. He drifted in space for what seemed like thousands of years but may have only been a minute for all that he knew until he was in some place new. Warm.
Not the fire warm but warm in general. He could feel the the touch of the Aether here immediately upon his arrival. That would need to be rectified. He slowly stopped screaming for the first time in centuries on the intrepid as the flames bursting through his suit slowly started to sputter out.
>Current Planetary Location: The ship, recently teleported in due to Jellar Fields failing
>Magic Class: Necromancy with a skeletal specialization. Some limited form of pyromancy when on fire.
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Burning touch, Skeleton summon, Flames of the Dead
>Companions: Demon Mage
>Equipment: N/A
>Ship:
>Mutations: Demon Flesh, Greater strength and speed
>Bonus:(SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SNED SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE) What it says
1-2) OH SHIT, THIS IS COOL. START TEARING THROUGH THESE SUPPLIES FOR CLOTHING, WEAPONS, ARMOR, SURVIVAL GOODS, FOOD, AND ALL OF THAT NORMAL STUFF. YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE, FIND LINGERIE FOR DEMON WAIFU!
3) SUMMON SOME SKELETONS TO PLAY A INSPIRATIONAL SONG IN THE BACKGROUND USING THEIR BONES
4) BOO
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1fa335 No.8502
| Rolled 58, 40, 77, 50 = 225 (4d100) |
>>8490
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>After some terrible luck and irrational action, Perenna was subjected to what seemed like centuries of rape and perversion in the Warp. Now stuck with advanced pregnancy, demon features and a large horse cock. So that's a thing.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Data Recorder
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>Mutations: Cock and balls, Larger ridges, Shoulder Spikes, Bigger ass and tits, Demonic eyes, Greater strength
1 - Equipment roll. I would request a standard-issue blue chemsuit, along with padding and, hopefully, some manner of concealment for these… unnatural alterations. A laser carbine is also the weapon I can operate most effectively, thus making it the ideal choice. Additionally I would request a biomedical facility and a sterile medbay pod to repair the aforementioned changes, but such a find is statistically unlikely.
2 - Another roll, for what I do not know. I do not like leaving things to chance, but yet must also acknowledge it.
3/4 - Examine the area, calmly and comprehensively. The others should do the same, without panic or reproach. The only way to survive such extreme change is to treat it with a logical eye.
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1fa335 No.8515
| Rolled 4, 45 = 49 (2d100) |
>>8106
>>8490
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle, Mech Suit [+20 to move fast and lift thing, -10 to react fast]
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2:
…Well, bollocks.
Okay, lets go to Security real fast. Presumably that's where everyone else is.
And then I can fix all of the shit going on in this ship and everyone can be happy!
…As long as I get my fucking paycheck.
[Go to Shitcurity.]
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1fa335 No.8522
| Rolled 80 (1d100) |
>>8515
:^)
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1fa335 No.8523
| Rolled 58, 27 = 85 (2d100) |
>>8494
For actions
1-2 I want to know where are we so that I may know where we maybe
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1fa335 No.8599
>Name: X-41B
>Race: Modified Sci-Tech Droid
>Fluff: Originally built hundreds of years ago, X-41B has been reprogramed and wiped multiple times. It's rumored that he previously has worked as an assassin droid, a warriors personal medical droid, and a mechanic for an entire battle-cruiser. Due to the amount of wear and tear, his hull consists of modded metals of various toughness. His tools are very multi-purpouse, including a simple plasma torch, medical supplies and surgical equipment embedded in his hands, a universal computer connector, a retractable hand pistol. He was in hibernation mode onboard the ship. His memory banks have gone permanently corrupt, meaning that he loses his long-term memory every 6 months or so, reverting back to his factory settings and serving whichever human has his proper identification for his ownership. Because no human owns this at this time, he is on free-roam mode meaning he simply acts as any other individual would, focusing on serving humans, preservation of all sentient and non-hostile life, and self-preservation.
>Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
>Magic Class- Due to him being a robot, he has no magical ability. Instead this is replaced by an ability to remotely and physically (stronger) hack other mechanical devices.
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.8600
>>8599
pic that I forgot to attach.
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1fa335 No.8606
>>8492
You find some clothes and a shotgun
+Shotgun
>>8493
You only manage to find a steel doublesided spear
+Steel dubsided Spear
>>8494
You get some clothes and find a sword
+Sword
>>8496
You find some clothes and a magic floating orb, a okay catalyst
+Spell Orb
>>8498
You find some clothes and a rifle with some mags
+Kinetic Rifle
>>8501
You search a crate and find a ton of good stuff
+Demon Lingerie(for waifu)
+Laser Rifle
+Basic armor
>>8502
You manage to find two nice items in good condition
+Chemsuit
+Laser Carbine
>>8599
>Equipment: Assortment of tools, Plasma pistol
>Bonus:(Bot of all trades)You are skilled in quite a many things whether you know it or not. +5 to all rolls, on a critfail roll a d100. You are then either temporarily disabled or your corrupted memory frees up something turning roll into critsuccess(up to gm discretion/what your rolling for)
DONT POST OR ILL SEND A DAEMON AT YA! Also pls edit your current equipment and remove/add as needed
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1fa335 No.8607
>Name: Myca
>Race: Fungaloid
>Fluff: Everyone knows that living contaminants from space stations and worlds are the worst thing to get on your ship. That is why is important for people to maintain good air scrubbers and at least a little bit of decontamination protocols. Myca's species is one of the hazards of not doing so. Small spores get into the ship's air supply, circulate a while and then find a good place to grow. Thankfully the spores seem to like detritus instead of living flesh. A few months later and the ship has a new, often unwanted crew-member. Or ten of them if the place is especially dirty. And then more as the Fungaloid matures and produces spores of her own and soon the original crew is outnumbered and shoved off their ship if the infestation isn't curtailed.
Myca herself had been living in the vents of the Intrepid for a while, quietly gaining food to feed herself and gathering garbage for her sisters to grow in for when she herself began to produce spores. Thankfully the shenanigans of the crew had let her do so in relative peace. Only now the crew is gone and she feels bold enough to venture out into the open.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Fungal Magic
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.8611
>>8492
>>8493
>>8494
>>8496
>>8498
>>8606
>>8606
The crew, having searched the room thoroughly and taken what they can, begin searching for a way out. This seems to be some sort of old storage room, and most of its contents turn to dust upon being touched or are in deplorable condition. After some searching, and yelling as darius and birch go at it before making out, followed by perenna telling them to focus, Bob finds a way to open the panel for the door. He opens it, allowing Khole to hotwire it and cause the door to open.
The doors open upwards, and the crew of the intrepid walks into a long, empty, and silent hallway. Its so dark they can barely see, but luckily they managed to find some flashlights. They turn on the light and right in front of them, staring back silently with two large eyes, is a droid that scares he hell out of the group.
(Nate and group rp and chat for free or roll right away)
>>8515
You begin moving through the ship silently as it becomes eerily quiet. The lights stop flashing, the smoke becomes thicker, and the sounds all around seem to be coming closer. You hear something approaching, and hide behind a set of boxes just in time as a vent opens and out jumps…a monster(pic related). It looks around silently, bulbous cock throbbing as it seemingly taste the air. It looks your way for a second, and then looks the other. It doesnt seem to be leaving anytime soon…
>>8517
You layed the egss with the rest of em.
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1fa335 No.8612
>>8607
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Spore Blast, Fungal growth(activate spores/explode spores)
Bonus:(Fungal being)As a fungus you are very hard to kill, and can regrow from other planted slores
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1fa335 No.8613
>>8599
>>8611
Well a Droid, huh. Not what I was expecting. Droid designation and purpose?
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1fa335 No.8614
>>8611
>>8599
"Oh hey, a droid. Droid, how are your functions?"
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1fa335 No.8617
| Rolled 64, 36 = 100 (2d100) |
>>8611
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle, Mech Suit [+20 to move fast and lift thing, -10 to react fast]
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
Oh, that explains it.
Let me just get my rifle, here… yep, set it to fully automatic…
Slot the xeno in. I'm going to ask for a bonus for this, killing xenomorphs was NOT in my job description.
And melt this thing with plasma fire.
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1fa335 No.8618
>>8611
>>8599
"Hey Droid who are you?"
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1fa335 No.8619
| Rolled 31, 44 = 75 (2d100) |
I found a good pic that isn't just a mushroom cap slapped onto a woman. So this is me!
1. Develop a new type of fungal being that I can grow quickly to scout for me. Something is wrong here.
2. Plant some spores into one of the garbage heaps I have strewn around the ship.
>Name: Myca
>Race: Fungaloid
>Fluff: Everyone knows that living contaminants from space stations and worlds are the worst thing to get on your ship. That is why is important for people to maintain good air scrubbers and at least a little bit of decontamination protocols. Myca's species is one of the hazards of not doing so. Small spores get into the ship's air supply, circulate a while and then find a good place to grow. Thankfully the spores seem to like detritus instead of living flesh. A few months later and the ship has a new, often unwanted crew-member. Or ten of them if the place is especially dirty. And then more as the Fungaloid matures and produces spores of her own and soon the original crew is outnumbered and shoved off their ship if the infestation isn't curtailed.
Myca herself had been living in the vents of the Intrepid for a while, quietly gaining food to grow and gathering garbage for her future sisters for when she herself began to produce spores. Thankfully the shenanigans of the crew had let her do so in relative peace. Only now the crew is gone and she is getting bolder and has decided to venture out into the open.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Fungal Magic
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Spore Blast, Fungal growth(activate spores/explode spores)
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus: Fungal being: As a fungus you are very hard to kill, and can regrow from other planted spores
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1fa335 No.8620
>>8618
>>8614
>>8613
"Look, there is no reason to literally ask the same question in different variations. Just calm down and be original."
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1fa335 No.8621
>>8620
Bob reaches over and thumps the warpspawn on the back of the head. "Shaddup"
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1fa335 No.8622
>>8621
"I would be mad if I could feel that through my meat-suit but I can't so its good. Whats your name, friend?"
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1fa335 No.8623
>>8622
"Clikilicklick, you demon leech"
>>8614
"Khole why are we keeping this guy around again?"
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1fa335 No.8625
>>8623
"Well, thats just how you feel man. I ain't no demon leech, I am just a man that died in the aether, my brother. This suit is just that, a suit hiding my true boney form from the light of day. It gives me the ability to feel pleasure like you do, mang. To feel alive again! Ain't nothin to worry about though I do worry about these giant hyper-balls that I have now. Didn't have to worry about that when I was a skeleton."
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1fa335 No.8626
| Rolled 7 (1d100) |
>>8617
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1fa335 No.8628
>>8625
"No seriously who are you? You look like a demon and dropped us in this ship, and you have a demoness in lingerie hanging off your arm. The Drow's harem is bad e-fucking-nough as it is"
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1fa335 No.8629
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1fa335 No.8630
>>8628
"Remember that skeleton that saved your guy's asses from before, that was me! I got sent back into the aether with y'all when your engineers fucked up which wasn't fun. Then this pretty lady gave me suit to fuck me with and then we basically became married. Basically. Ignore my wife scratching my back to the bone. That's just her way of saying that she loves me. Don't worry, I got her under control."
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1fa335 No.8631
>>8630
"Noooooot ringing any bells, at all. Also keep her away from me. I will stab her if she gets close."
Bob shudders involuntarily at the wet squelching noises as the demon's back is ripped open.
"and I thought Darius was a creeper"
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1fa335 No.8632
>>8631
"No seriously, just ask your friends. I showed up with magical skeleton powers and basically saved the day. There were demons there and I went like, bones, and then they were dead. Well, some of them. Most of them weren't. I blame that on the drow."
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1fa335 No.8633
>>8632
"Yeah, I swear the drow get's his brains from a cloned Lemur. Captain says you're cool so whatever. Still keep that *points to the demoness* away from me."
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1fa335 No.8634
>>8633
"Dea-OOOOoooOOooooOOooohhhh. Thats the good spot, honey. Scatch my spine right there. God, that feels good."He would proceed to rattle his bones in pleasure at this. Nobody could hear his bones rattle except him but that was fine. Just as long as he knew that his bones rattled, it was great. So, the conversation ended unless there was anything more to talk about.
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1fa335 No.8635
| Rolled 39 (1d100) |
>>8617
Rolling for how many xenomorphs heard :^)
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1fa335 No.8637
| Rolled 60, 60 = 120 (2d100) |
>>8611
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: Some fucking ship.
>Equipment: [Kinetic Rifle], [Jumpsuit]
>Skill:
Pistols I
Rifles I
Marksmanship I
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Mutations: Glowing eyes (Cyan), Enhanced speed, Enhanced strength
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
1/2: Continue searching for both equipment and a way out of this goddamn place, and do my best to stop spending half my time making out with Birch, even if she is goddamn hot.
>>8631
"Who the hell you calling a creeper, bug?", Darius says in a joking tone, doing his best to both search and watch Birch change. "Hey, dock girl, wanna trade rifles? Mine kinda sucks.", he says, showing his kinetic rifle to Perenna.
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1fa335 No.8638
| Rolled 47, 5 = 52 (2d100) |
>>8611
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1), Hellish Artifice
>Mutations: Pheromone production, Demomic Eyes, Blue skin, Enhanced Speed and strength
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. look for useful shit.
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1fa335 No.8639
>Name: Skorpek
>Race:Scorpionpeople (Humanoid Scorpion)
>Fluff: Skorpek woke up deep within the sands of the daemonic world with absurdly large balls and cock. As he burrowed out, he tried remembering who he was and how he got there, why the fuck does he have giant balls, but he could recall nothing. Despite the lack of info, he managed to thrive within the lands and survived, by ambushing and hunting down daemonic beasts. He learnt how to be more mobile and quick in combat, attacking them with grace, and how to manipulate sand. He sought out answers but found none except for piles of ancient artifacts, and abandoned weapons. From this he salvaged combat armor, a plasma blade which he stuck to his tail with space duct tape to allow for more agile attacks, and a rifle that used heated sand for ammo. He eventually grew tired of the desert and longed for an escape. One day, he noticed an aether shift, and a ship crashing, he followed it, in chance that he could escape.
>Current Planetary Location: Demon World, Near The Ship
>Magic Class: Sand Dancer - (Sand Manipulation and Agile Movements and Attacks)
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Plasma Blade, Combat Armor, Sand Rifle
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.8644
| Rolled 96, 13, 99, 34, 19 = 261 (5d100) |
>>8611
Kefka asked for a 5d100
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1fa335 No.8646
>>8618
>>8614
>>8613
"Unit- X-41B, Function- Science and Technology droid, Manufacturer- Error no files found, Current Owner- Error no files found. Most Recent Function- Free Roam mode {no order found}.
Hello humanoids, do any of you have any directions? Also, where am I? What are you all doing? Who are you all?"
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1fa335 No.8647
| Rolled 87, 66 = 153 (2d100) |
>>8611
>>>Name:Birch
>>>Race:Elf
>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>>Health: Healthy
>>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
>Mutations: Neon hair and nails (Changes Color), glowing eyes(Green) greater mana storage, chaos magic
>>Mana: 15/15
>>Spells: Chaotic sky
1-2: Fucking elven pregnancy hornieness, can't focus on anything like this. Birch begins to channel her magic to try to learn how to create a rift between two places in the universe using Aether manipulation.
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1fa335 No.8648
| Rolled 95, 71 = 166 (2d100) |
>>8606
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>After some terrible luck and irrational action, Perenna was subjected to what seemed like centuries of rape and perversion in the Warp. Now stuck with advanced pregnancy, demon features and a large horse cock. So that's a thing.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Chemsuit>>8637
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>Mutations: Cock and balls, Larger ridges, Shoulder Spikes, Bigger ass and tits, Demonic eyes, Greater strength
>>8611
1/2 - Strange developments, leading to familiar surroundings. Familiar enough, at least. Tell the rest of the crew, we're headed for whatever station of command this vessel has. There we shall parley with its captain, in the hopes we can be dropped off somewhere more civilized than the last.
>>8637
"I am afraid I must decline, Darius. I can better serve the crew if I am using a weapon with which I am familiar. When it becomes possible to give you a more effective weapon, I will do so."
>>8646
"Perenna Oisich, First Mate of the TSS Intrepid, Vedalken emissary to the Thermian race and, as of now, commander of the Intrepid's crew." she extends a hand in formal greeting. "After an unfortunate accident cast us into the Warp, we ended up here, on this vessel. Your first order is to aid us in finding out who commands this vessel and, if necessary, protect us from its inhabitants."
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1fa335 No.8657
| Rolled 79, 67 = 146 (2d100) |
>>8611
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Sword
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
Mutations: Wings, Clawed hands and feet, Jet Black Skin,
>Companions: Demon harem(6 demons)
>???(1/???)
1-2 Am I imagining the harlem or are they. Am I going insane yes or no? Somewhat I hope they ask that when we're safe. If I'm truly sane I must try to find people. Surely I think they are always imaging the harlem or am I imagining them, perhaps worse of all they're real and I've gone truly insane. Perhaps there's people on this ship I need a friend
>>8646
"My name is Soly Vrammyr is there anyone else here?"
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1fa335 No.8658
>>8657
"Mr. Vrammyr, I will deliver a psychological evaluation to you at the next available time. For now, stay with the crew and try to keep your mind where we are. And leave those 'women' behind. They'll only bring trouble."
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1fa335 No.8659
>>8658
"So they are real and I might just do that."
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1fa335 No.8660
>>8648
Darius shrugs his shoulders, moving his Kinetic rifle back to rest. "Fine, but don't blame me when the first uppity slug murders us all because the one trained marksman's using a rifle from 2012. No offense, clickclick, you're more of an 'eviscerate' guy. Listening to the Head of Security once or twice tends to improve survival, y'know.", Darius says, still flickering his eyes over to Birch every few seconds.
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1fa335 No.8664
| Rolled 59, 93 = 152 (2d100) |
>>8611
>>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)>Equipment: Double Sided Steel spear
>Skills: Spear1
Markmanship 1
Leap
>Ship:
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
>Mutations: Greater Size, Thicker and larger chitin, Greater Speed, Greater Strength
1-2.Bob stand guard, watching and waiting for the inevitable attack while the rest of the crew does their business.
>>8637
>>8660
"Like I said, Creeper. I've seen your secret stash Darius. Maybe Birch can calm you down some. Also keep your eyes peeled, this place is screaming Demonic rape trap, robot not withstanding."
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1fa335 No.8665
>>8646
"I'm Darius Sabine, Head of Security to these idiots, 'bot. You have any defense capabilities?"
>>8664
"It doesn't count if it was destroyed! My eyes are always peeled, maybe once you find yourself a nice fly girl or something you can stop ragging on me and Birch every available opportunity." Darius shouts behind him, smug grin on his face as he checks around a side, rifle held in solid position. "Assuming you ever get laid, I mean."
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1fa335 No.8666
>>8665
"Your last name Sabine? Ugh not taking that"
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1fa335 No.8667
>>8666
"You don't even have a last name! Besides, Birch Sabine sounds cool."
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1fa335 No.8668
>>8667
"Bah what's a last name even for? Completely unnecessary."
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1fa335 No.8669
>>8665
"I'm a thri-kreen not a fly, dick. Besides Flies are for food, not fucking you horn dog. I'm also not in any hurry to get laid in the demonic land of rape again. Once was enough"
>>8666
>>8667
"If you too don't cut the lovey-dovey shit out I'm going to be legitimately ill. Save it for when we get somewhere safe."
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1fa335 No.8670
>>8668
"Well it's used to identify other people."
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1fa335 No.8671
>>8668
"It's beyond me how you've lived this long without a last name. Sabine's just about the best surname anyone could ask for, if you ask me, which you should be doing."
>>8669
"We don't really know where we are right now, we might be out of that place. Who knows, maybe we'll find a cute little mantis to rip off your head as you mate around here. Aim high, clickclick!"
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1fa335 No.8672
>>8671
How do you even call it a name. It's not even based on a plant, or an animal, or a rock type. Humans are weird"
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1fa335 No.8673
>>8664
>>8669
>>8671
>>8672
Perenna raps the butt of her rifle against the metal panelling to clear the chatter. "Ahem. Now is not the time for bickering, it is a distraction and an impediment. I appreciate you all have problems and valid concerns, which we can mediate. But we will have to do so later. For now, we must continue to find the owner of this ship, or any crewman at that."
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1fa335 No.8674
>>8673
"Perhaps we ask Unit-X-41B if there's a crew."
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1fa335 No.8675
>>8673
"Everyone can see your dick through your chemsuit.", Darius says flatly, back turned to Perenna as he checks around a corner of the ship. "You find Hodgers yet?"
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1fa335 No.8676
>>8675
"Your observation is noted, Darius." Perenna says icily. If she ignores the cock, it'll go away. "And no, it appears that Captain Hodgers did not land with us on the previous planet, and thus did not accompany us onto this vessel. I fear he may not have survived the perils of the Warp."
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1fa335 No.8677
>>8676
"There's a chance he was just not taken and remains on the Intrepid… Wherever that is."
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1fa335 No.8681
| Rolled 57, 36 = 93 (2d100) |
>>8606
>Name: Major Tom Buren
>Race: Undead Skeleton, occasionally is engulfed in fire for minutes at a time when stressed, angry, and or scared.
>Fluff: Space is so cold. He couldn't remember anything from his past life except for one thing. Major Tom Buren was a hero. That is what his government told him as he flew the first prototype of a space probe deep into the outer reaches on a mission to advance humanity. He could only watch in horror as the spaceship started to slowly crack for unknown reasons while a slow laughter started to spread throughout the cockpit of his ship. For a long moment, he sat there as he futilely tried to draw breath into his lungs. It was so cold.
This thought pierced his mind like none other and something else was watching. It made him fire. It turned him on fire. A endless scream stuck in the Aether for all of a century as he burnt endlessly. He laid in that cockpit for years upon years as his skin burnt off from the flesh until only cracked bone remained. He sat there in untold agony while flame engulfed his body until finally nothing but his last few memories were left in his mind. Then and only then did he manage to crawl out form his space-ship and into the cold aether, burning all the while. He drifted in space for what seemed like thousands of years but may have only been a minute for all that he knew until he was in some place new. Warm.
Not the fire warm but warm in general. He could feel the the touch of the Aether here immediately upon his arrival. That would need to be rectified. He slowly stopped screaming for the first time in centuries on the intrepid as the flames bursting through his suit slowly started to sputter out.
>Current Planetary Location: The ship, recently teleported in due to Jellar Fields failing
>Magic Class: Necromancy with a skeletal specialization. Some limited form of pyromancy when on fire.
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Burning touch, Skeleton summon, Flames of the Dead
>Companions: Demon Mage in DEMON LINGERIE
>Equipment: Laser rifle and Basic Combat Armor
>Ship:
>Mutations: Demon Flesh, Greater strength and speed
>Bonus:(SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SNED SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE) What it says
"Ey, Boss-lady. Just give me an order and I will do whatever is needed to keep your beautiful face happy."
1-2) The Boneman will follow any orders given by Perenna at this point with these following rolls so long as it isn't anything that would obviously kill the boneman or significantly endanger him.
(Sorry, gotta go for day. pls no rape kills)
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1fa335 No.8682
>>8671
"That's racist, stereotypical and wrong jackass. That'd be like me saying you're a monkey and thus find shit flinging hit."
>>8673
"Just trying to get the two lovers to keep it in their pants until we secure the area Perrena."
>>8677
"If thats true, I pit the poor tentacle"
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1fa335 No.8683
>>8682
"We shall abide, Mr. Clickclick. Keep up the good work."
>>8677
"We can only hope. It would be unfortunate if he had perished."
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1fa335 No.8684
>>8682
"Come on, you guys are the size of my pinky back on Earth and you expect me not to make jokes about it? No need to get so upset, we'll find a cricket for you soon, before the head-tearing-off bit. What does a Thri woman even look like?"
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1fa335 No.8685
>>8682
"You think I'm not trying? Decade back the power went out for a couple days in my tribe, led to a boom of pregnancies. Dear god have you seen what happens when 100 elves go through their pregnancies together? It's like an orgy of moody monsters."
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1fa335 No.8686
>>8683
"These demons will rape anything that moves are so he might survive."
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1fa335 No.8687
>>8685
"Or maybe it's just because I'm so ridiculously attractive.", Darius says, his back turned to the others as he continues to search.
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1fa335 No.8688
>>8683
"Aye aye Ma'am, or is it Sir now? Not exactly familiar with protocol on this."
>>8684
"On my world Monkeys are considered a delicacy, you don't see making joke about eating you Darius. The difference between a thri-woman and man is about the same as the difference between you and Birch."
>>8685
"Try harder The acting Captain is preggers and has two sets of buggering equipment and she's STILL doing a better job than you."
>>8687
*cuffs Darius* "Seriously Secure the area first lover boy. Who knows what the fuck caused this ship to crash here of all places, it's likely crawling."
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1fa335 No.8689
>>8688
Darius dodges forward a bit from the Thri-Keen's swipe, his sharp hands probably being able to slice open whatever part of the body it'd have hit. "Watch the hands, I'm securing the place! Not everyone's got razorblades for hands and platemail for skin, y'know.".
Darius gets back to searching for a few seconds before a thought crosses his mind. "Hey, wait, me and Birch aren't the same species. What do you mean it's about the same? Thri-Keen women just have tits and bigger ears?"
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1fa335 No.8690
| Rolled 73, 98 = 171 (2d100) |
>>8490
1. The Captain, unsure whether he is on the ship or in the very Aether itself, suddenly finds himself in a strange storage room.
Still lucid somewhat, between his now bugling tentacles, his extremely weird excessiev amounts of seed depositors, and smellling extremely nice, a few items do come into mind.
He wished he remembered to pack some guns instead of just having swords to fight those demons. Thermians are excellent marksmen when it comes to multi-wielding many weapons simultaneously. Some of the best are able to carry an relod gun in each tentacle.
Clothes? Thermians are quiet comfortable in their skin, wearing the occasional authoritative hat because it's so popular among the other races.
Instead of Armor or Jetpacks, thermians use force generators supplemented by psionic thought, to allow them to erect a bubble of protection around them or levitate their bodies away from danger or project holograms of light. One of those would be nice too.
2. What does this roll do I wonder?
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1fa335 No.8691
>>8689
"You mean you Aren't the same species?" Well crap. Wait how'd she get pregnant then?"
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1fa335 No.8692
>>8691
"Iunno, similar reproductive systems, warp fuckery, how'd Perenna get pregnant with tentacles and demons?"
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1fa335 No.8693
>>8691
"Elves and humans are compatible with each other as far as I known."
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1fa335 No.8694
>>8691
"I'm just a really, really good lay.", Darius says, smugness returning rapidly. "The meter-long ears didn't give it away? Humans and Elves are pretty damn similar."
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1fa335 No.8695
>>8692
Birch seems rather odd compared to her normally composed self. Coming off as if she was tipsy.
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1fa335 No.8696
>>8688
Perenna sighs. "Ma'am will do fine. I am still a woman, regardless of what alterations may have been inflicted."
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1fa335 No.8697
>>8692
"Point, you ok, you sound like you do after having too much to drink, lightweight."
>>8693
"News to me, I thought she was a human."
>>8694
"Yes they are, and you all look a lot alike. I'm going with drunkie's theory of warp-fuckery though"
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1fa335 No.8698
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1fa335 No.8699
>>8697
"Oh that. Probably a bit full up on Aether, shit goes through mages like 40 proof, there's a reason most people can only store so much in their bodies at a time. I should probably be fine in like a day or so, I'll be super hung over tho."
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1fa335 No.8700
>>8695
>>8696
[background snickering]
>>8697
"Oh, who's racist now? I never said you guys look like slugs, Jesus.". His tone is light and humorous, of course.
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1fa335 No.8701
>>8700
"If you had, you'd be very dead Darius."
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1fa335 No.8702
>>8690
You find a number of energy pistols and swords, a good complement if you say so yourself. Not only that, but a rare psionic force generator! Is this a thermian ship?
+Plasma Pistols
+Laser Pistols
+Swords
+Thermian force generator
You walk out of the closet and run smack into your bickering crew. Like always they are having their typical discussions, but a strange robot is with them. Not only that…but whats that black thing crawling on the cieling?
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1fa335 No.8703
>>8701
>>8700
>>8699
>>8696
>>8693
"My crew! It's me, Captain Hodgers, thank god I-
WHAT IS THAT?"
The Captain directs his crews attention to that THING crawling on the ceiling
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1fa335 No.8704
>>8701
"Yeah, okay, look sharp, slug. Contact.", Darius says, aiming sharply upwards at the alien on the ceiling. "Approach it, I'll cover you. Fast, for fuck's sake!"
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1fa335 No.8705
>>8702
"Fuck is that"
Birch freaks out and shoots an Aether blast at the ceiling.
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1fa335 No.8706
>>8703
"HODGERS LOOK OUT!"
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1fa335 No.8707
>>8705
"Okay. Or that.", Darius says, shooting an annoyed look at Birch before approaching the blasted area, scanning closely for the xeno with rifle at the ready. "Click, check out the hole, right behind ya."
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1fa335 No.8715
>Name: X-41B
>Race: Modified Sci-Tech Droid
>Fluff: Originally built hundreds of years ago, X-41B has been reprogramed and wiped multiple times. It's rumored that he previously has worked as an assassin droid, a warriors personal medical droid, and a mechanic for an entire battle-cruiser. Due to the amount of wear and tear, his hull consists of modded metals of various toughness. His tools are very multi-purpouse, including a simple plasma torch, medical supplies and surgical equipment embedded in his hands, a universal computer connector, a retractable hand pistol. He was in hibernation mode onboard the ship. His memory banks have gone permanently corrupt, meaning that he loses his long-term memory every 6 months or so, reverting back to his factory settings and serving whichever human has his proper identification for his ownership. Because no human owns this at this time, he is on free-roam mode meaning he simply acts as any other individual would, focusing on serving humans, preservation of all sentient and non-hostile life, and self-preservation.
>Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
>Magic Class- Due to him being a robot, he has no magical ability. Instead this is replaced by an ability to remotely and physically (stronger) hack other mechanical devices.
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Assortment of tools, plasma pistol
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus: (Bot of all trades)You are skilled in quite a many things whether you know it or not. +5 to all rolls, on a critfail roll a d100. You are then either temporarily disabled or your corrupted memory frees up something turning roll into critsuccess(up to gm discretion/what your rolling for)
>>8648 "Understood Ms,Oisich." (First roll is for trying to figure out what commands the ship, and if I can take remote control)
>>8657
"I'm sorry Soly, I don't know where we are, and I only know of your crew as the inhabitants"
>>8648
>>8657
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1fa335 No.8716
| Rolled 25, 45 = 70 (2d100) |
>>8715
Rolls
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1fa335 No.8720
>>8617
Without hesitation you pull out your plasma rifle and aim it at the things head. It doesnt have time to turn as your gun fires off a blob of superheated energy, hitting it dead in the chest. The thing falls on its back with a screech, a gaping hole burnt through its body. As soon as it dies though you begin to hear the sounds from earlier, only MUCH louder, coming from all directions. Suddenly vents, walls, and floors come undone as more of the monsters crawl out from almost every crevice, each one different in size and color, but generally much bigger and dangeroud than you alone! Hide, run, or fight? Those are really the only optioms you have left.
>>8619
You take some of the…red spores off your skin, and begin making yourself a scout. In the meantime you hurl a ball of spores into a garbage heap to grow and fester before going back to that scout. It isnt long until a bright red floating spore sits in front of you, ready to do whats needed. All the while you hear strange sounds emanating throughout the ship…
+Spore Scout
>>8637
You manage to find and grab some combat armor, a inferno pistol, and keep your lips to yourself.
+Combat Armor
+Inferno Pistol
>>8638
You find nothing else sadly.
>>8639
>mana: 10/10
>spells: Sand burial, sand shape
>bonus:(Desert Dweller)Living in a demon desert has enhanced you supernaturally, giving you greater agility and speed along with a hardy constitution.
>>8647
Creating a rift aint easy, but your an elf! It isnt long before your making headway into such a serious spell.
Aether Rift(2/30)
>>8648
Your all prepared to go to the captain, even making your…mutation less apparent as you ready your suit. You manage to discern where the command deck is, 6 floors above you.
>>8657
You dont see anyone else around but the people you came with, your harem, and the robot.
>>8661
Distress signal sent. Now you just gotta hope someone gets it
>>8664
You stand guard succesfully
>>8681
You do what perenna says
>>8715
>>8716
You discern the ship was commanded by a insectoid captain, though not much else at the moment.
(CONT DO NOT POST)
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1fa335 No.8721
>>8637
>>8638
>>8647
>>8648
>>8657
>>8664
>>8681
>>8715
The crew of the TSS Intrepid, thanks to the timely yell of their captain, notice a monster crawling along the cieling. The first one to attack the black carapced thing is Bob, who courageously leaps at the monster with his spear in hand. He attempts to stab it, only for it to grab the spear and the two of them engage in a tug of war. It hurls the spear away, only to recieve claws digging into its chest, causing it to respond in kind. Bob makes angry chittering noises, while it responds with a screech of its own. As the two insectoids fight the sounds of movement draw near, and more xenos come from the other direction. Darius opens fire on the trio along with Birch spellcasting, while Perenna and Hodgers orders the crew to move in the other direction, which they all speedily do as Bob decapitates the monster he was fighting.
The crew runs down the long silent hall, coming to a flaming intersection as they do so. As X-41B, Perenna, Birch, and Bob cross over a certain threshhold, firey debree falls down behind them, blocking the others off and leaving the rest two choices. East, west, or face the oncomig horde.
(You may rp and talk with each other still before rolling. The command deck is six floors above you, to the east is engineering and data centers and to the west is the main storage areas. Helpfully provided by Perenna, who managed to download a corrupted map)
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1fa335 No.8722
>>8721
"I'm going to be heading east any takers?" Soly asked looking visibly scared.
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1fa335 No.8723
>>8720
>>8721
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in Hodger's ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: Some fucking ship.
>Equipment: [Kinetic Rifle], [Inferno Pistol], [Jumpsuit], [Combat Armor]
>Skill:
Pistols I
Rifles I
Marksmanship I
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Mutations: Glowing eyes (Cyan), Enhanced speed, Enhanced strength
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew. (Generalist fighting.)
Some actual armor. Nice and lightweight too, like to see these bastards try again.
"No! Goddamit!", Darius shouts in anger as half the crew is separated from him, ceasing tearing at the debris not after a significant amount of effort.
"Captain, you're psychic. Tell them to meet us on the command deck. We're gonna scrounge the western storage for something to turn these fucks and their hives into a crisp. You get me a flamethrower, I'll kill every one of these fuckers in a minute. Come on, no time to lose.", Darius says, repositioning his rifle as he starts to move west.
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1fa335 No.8725
| Rolled 30, 9 = 39 (2d100) |
Skorpek sneaks deep within the ship corridors.
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1fa335 No.8727
>>8723
>>8722
"In dangerous situations like these, it is of utmost important to maintain serenity and calm. Would any of you enjoy a light beverage?"
A tray extends folds out and extends from X-41B's torso, holding some cocktails.
"I suggest we look at the schematics of the ship, and calmly decide where to head to next"
He then brings up the Blueprints of the ship, and finds the correct and quickest route away from the aliens.
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1fa335 No.8733
| Rolled 8, 37 = 45 (2d100) |
1/2 - Maintain calm, rational thought. The captain is alive and well. That is reason enough to have hope for the success of this endeavor. For now, search the roof and walls for electricity lines, water lines, oxygen lines, anything carrying into the next room. Something that can be used to blast open, allowing us movement past the debris. Make sure to shoot AWAY from the space-ward wall. Decompression is just as bad.
>>8727
"Thank you for preserving the data I recovered. And for maintaining a level head. But we are not leaving the rest of the crew behind, it would be illogical to not aid them. We need the manpower, and they need us."
>>8664
"Clickclick, if you would kindly try to remove the debris?"
>>8721
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>After some terrible luck and irrational action, Perenna was subjected to what seemed like centuries of rape and perversion in the Warp. Now stuck with advanced pregnancy, demon features and a large cock. So that's a thing.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Chemsuit
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>Mutations: Cock and balls, Larger ridges, Shoulder Spikes, Bigger ass and tits, Demonic eyes, Greater strength
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1fa335 No.8737
| Rolled 75, 49 = 124 (2d100) |
>>8721
>>>Name: Clikilicklick "Bob"
>Race: Thri'Kreen (Mantis Warrior)
>Fluff: "Bob" Was born as usual for his race on a desert planet. Given the Thri'kreen's proclivity for very large clans and partial hiveminds "Bob" was one of many. It was, well boring as shit eking out an existence on hot arid dustball with his family, many of whom shard his name. As such he went to the space port to get off world, an oddity for his people.
>He acheived said goal easily by taking impressing some mercenaries' with his impressive jumping skills and naturally bladed limbs. Before the company he signed up with disbanded he had achieved a rather large kill count with his blades and the other ranged weapons his fellows used. After the disbanding he signed on with Captain Buzz as a security officer, because the pay was good, it was in his skill set, and fuck if he was going back to his home planet
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Shadow Reaper(Magician that uses shadows and camouflage to close with his foes, the engages in melee and uses blood(his or his enemies) to move faster, hit harder and generally be a tough and mean fighter, this coupled with his natural weaponry and leaping ability made his a terror in combat)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells: Speed Reap(Lvl 1) Shadow Pull(Lvl 1)>Equipment: Double Sided Steel spear
>Skills: Spear1
Markmanship 1
Leap
>Ship:
>Bonus:[Hive mind]Though disconnected from the hive you still can have glimpses of its vast and unknowable knowledge, as well as gain certain skills on a whim.
>Mutations: Greater Size, Thicker and larger chitin, Greater Speed, Greater Strength
1. Attempt to remove the debris. +Greater strength, +Greater size
2. Remove any xenomorphic threats.
>>8733
"Yes ma'am."
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1fa335 No.8746
| Rolled 50, 15 = 65 (2d100) |
1-2: Skorpek warily opens the door to the ship, and sneaks in the corridors.
(I forgot to assign my dice. :^))
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1fa335 No.8747
| Rolled 82, 29 = 111 (2d100) |
>Name:Soly Vrammyr
>Race:Drow Clone
>Fluff:Soly Vrammyr is a clone of the Vrammyrs. He's cloned by illegal practices and has memory downloaded into him. Soly's found by Captain Buzz Hodgers drinking and hitting on the space lasses and sexbots. He joined the crew as the navigator, rouge, & ranger.
>Current Planetary Location: On the ship of TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class:Magic "Navigator"
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Warp Sight(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Sword
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus:[Cloned Knowledge]While you have more than enough of his memories you don't have access to all of them. Sometimes though a flash of knowledge will occur to help you
Mutations: Wings, Clawed hands and feet, Jet Black Skin,
>Companions: Demon harem(6 demons)
>???(1/???)
1-2 Try to escape from the aliens by heading east
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1fa335 No.8782
| Rolled 90, 33 = 123 (2d100) |
>>8721
>Name: Major Tom Buren
>Race: Undead Skeleton, occasionally is engulfed in fire for minutes at a time when stressed, angry, and or scared.
>Fluff: Space is so cold. He couldn't remember anything from his past life except for one thing. Major Tom Buren was a hero. That is what his government told him as he flew the first prototype of a space probe deep into the outer reaches on a mission to advance humanity. He could only watch in horror as the spaceship started to slowly crack for unknown reasons while a slow laughter started to spread throughout the cockpit of his ship. For a long moment, he sat there as he futilely tried to draw breath into his lungs. It was so cold.
This thought pierced his mind like none other and something else was watching. It made him fire. It turned him on fire. A endless scream stuck in the Aether for all of a century as he burnt endlessly. He laid in that cockpit for years upon years as his skin burnt off from the flesh until only cracked bone remained. He sat there in untold agony while flame engulfed his body until finally nothing but his last few memories were left in his mind. Then and only then did he manage to crawl out form his space-ship and into the cold aether, burning all the while. He drifted in space for what seemed like thousands of years but may have only been a minute for all that he knew until he was in some place new. Warm.
Not the fire warm but warm in general. He could feel the the touch of the Aether here immediately upon his arrival. That would need to be rectified. He slowly stopped screaming for the first time in centuries on the intrepid as the flames bursting through his suit slowly started to sputter out.
>Current Planetary Location: The ship, recently teleported in due to Jellar Fields failing
>Magic Class: Necromancy with a skeletal specialization. Some limited form of pyromancy when on fire.
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 15/15
>Spells: Burning touch, Skeleton summon, Flames of the Dead
>Companions: Demon Mage in DEMON LINGERIE
>Equipment: Laser rifle and Basic Combat Armor
>Ship:
>Mutations: Demon Flesh, Greater strength and speed
>Bonus:(SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SNED SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE) What it says
1) MAJOR TOM WILL SHOOT AT ANY ALIENS THAT COME BY AS HIS WAIFU CASTS HER DEMONIC SPELLS IN DEFENSE AS WELL.
2) AS THIS HAPPENS, SEVERAL SKELETONS WILL RISE FROM THE GROUND TO HELP MOVE THE DEBRIS WITH THEIR UNDEAD STRENGTH.
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1fa335 No.8820
| Rolled 35, 31 = 66 (2d100) |
>>8720
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle, Mech Suit [+20 to move fast and lift thing, -10 to react fast]
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
>Mutations: Speed, ???, ???, ???, ???, ???
1-2:
…Erm. Hm.
No, I don't think sticking around is a very good idea. I'm also not fixing the tiling OR the wiring, considering xenomorph damages weren't in the contract.
Speaking of xenomorphs, I was just leaving.
Fast.
[+20 Run quick from suit, +Speed from mutations]
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1fa335 No.8824
| Rolled 13 (1d100) |
>>8820
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1fa335 No.8841
| Rolled 15, 10 = 25 (2d100) |
1. Send the scout to see what is making all that noise. It should remain out of sight and report back to me once it is done.
2. Make a strain of fungus that will rapidly spread over living tissue and immobilize the being within a big ball of fungus.
>Name: Myca
>Race: Fungaloid
>Fluff: Everyone knows that living contaminants from space stations and worlds are the worst thing to get on your ship. That is why is important for people to maintain good air scrubbers and at least a little bit of decontamination protocols. Myca's species is one of the hazards of not doing so. Small spores get into the ship's air supply, circulate a while and then find a good place to grow. Thankfully the spores seem to like detritus instead of living flesh. A few months later and the ship has a new, often unwanted crew-member. Or ten of them if the place is especially dirty. And then more as the Fungaloid matures and produces spores of her own and soon the original crew is outnumbered and shoved off their ship if the infestation isn't curtailed.
Myca herself had been living in the vents of the Intrepid for a while, quietly gaining food to grow and gathering garbage for her future sisters for when she herself began to produce spores. Thankfully the shenanigans of the crew had let her do so in relative peace. Only now the crew is gone and she is getting bolder and has decided to venture out into the open.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: Fungal Magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Spore Blast, Fungal Growth(activate spores/explode spores)
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus: Fungal being: As a fungus you are very hard to kill, and can regrow from other planted spores
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1fa335 No.8871
| Rolled 61, 31 = 92 (2d100) |
>>8733
>>8737
>>8723
>>8699
"Attention Crew" the captain speaks through telepathy "This is Captain Buzz Hodgers. Security Officer Darius suggest immediate rendevouz at a central location and search for suitable equipment to deal with the hostiles.
Those of you blocked by debris do what you can to make it there, I will be relaying our positions to each other. We need to rally to a central location."
1-2. Help the crew keep together, use the Force Emitter and try to dislodge some of the objects with my mind and keep the crew together and find weapons for them.
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1fa335 No.8872
| Rolled 23, 93 = 116 (2d100) |
>>8720
>Name:Birch
>Race:Elf
>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc
>>>>Health: Healthy
>>>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
>>Mutations: Neon hair and nails (Changes Color), glowing eyes(Green) greater mana storage, chaos magic
>>>Mana: 15/15
>>>Spells: Chaotic sky
1-2: Birch watches the swarms of aliens gathering around them. "Welp better time as any to try this one." She slurs pulling out her catalyst. "CHAOTIC SKY!"
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1fa335 No.8873
>>8871
Eh, on second thought, the Crew can handle the Debris.
I need to fucking help Darius.
1-2. SHOOT THE ALIENS! the Captain fires all his guns at the incoming horde with all his tendrils.
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1fa335 No.8874
>>8873
1/2: Darius is praying for the goddamn debris to be out of the way ASAP, shooting at the oncoming horde with all his years of experience and enhancements.
+ [Rifles I]
+ [Pistols I]
+ [Marskman I]
+ [Kinetic Rifle]
+ [Inferno Pistol]
+ [Combat Armor]
+ [Enhanced Speed]
+ [Enhanced Strength]
+ [Certified Bounty Hunter]
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1fa335 No.8875
| Rolled 89, 52 = 141 (2d100) |
>>8874
whups
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1fa335 No.8879
>>8873
"I believe these will be of assistance to you, captain." Perenna telepathically sends Hodgers the map of the vessel she recovered, as well as the calculated route of travel developed by X-41B. "It is good to have you back. I will inform the others."
>>8872
>>8737
>>8727
"Focus on ease of entry over stability. Though I would usually not advise such risk, we must be quick here. And Mrs. Birch, please be careful."
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1fa335 No.8912
| Rolled 12, 12 = 24 (2d100) |
>>8879
"Understood sir/mam. Examining regarding your requirements."
Bringing up blueprints and searching for easy to access paths. Preferring speed over safety.
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1fa335 No.24349
It's time for the reboot!!! Original Players if you're returning then check in and choose one of these:
>Continue where we left off
>Reboot!!(OG players may bring their characters over. And Bazrael is still captain if we're on a ship again)
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1fa335 No.24350
>>24349
>Reboot!!(OG players may bring their characters over. And Bazrael is still captain if we're on a ship again)
Not cus i didn't like the story but because i don't remember who's not here anymore and this'll be easier
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1fa335 No.24352
>>24349
>Reboot!!(OG players may bring their characters over. And Bazrael is still captain if we're on a ship again)
Shiver me timbers and scrub the poop deck
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1fa335 No.24353
>>24349
I vote for reboot as long as neonation isn't involved.
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1fa335 No.24356
>>24349
Let's git this shit going fam, reboot time
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1fa335 No.24357
>>24349
>Reboot!!(OG players may bring their characters over. And Bazrael is still captain if we're on a ship again)
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1fa335 No.24358
>>24350
>>24352
>>24353
>>24356
>>24357
Time for a reboot! Old players may transfer characters and bonuses, new players follow this guide:
The year is 4893, 2000 years since the inhabitants of earth left it and made contact with the hundreds of other races across the stars. During that time there have been advancements in magic and technology, wars for resources and land, and much much more. But whatever happens in this galaxy is unimportant, as this is a story about YOU! What you do could be minor, another mere citizen in a galaxy with trillions, or it could be major, a bounty hunter tracking down the biggest crime lord in centuries. In the end its up to you…
Make your character!
>Name:
>Race:(Either standard fantasy or alien. If alien in some way include a pic or a very good description)
>Fluff:(Better fluff better stuff)
>Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
>Magic Class:(Universe is very high magic, so you can be creative. Just explain wtf it is meant to do if you put something unique)
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.24359
>>24358
>>>Name:Birch
>>>Race:Elf
>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>>Leave this Blank:
>>>Health: Healthy
>>>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment:
>Ship:(If applicable)
>Bonus:
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1fa335 No.24360
>>24358
>>24359
Also old players transfer over equipment/magic and pics from when we started
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1fa335 No.24361
>>24359
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
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1fa335 No.24362
>>24358
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Chemsuit
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>Bonus: [Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
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1fa335 No.24363
Name: Fisto
>Race: Android
Fluff: Fisto was first an attempt to make the perfect symbiosis of life and metal, and android with biological systems, alive, but not. He was a wonderful combination of magic and science, and a star. During one of the many exhibitions of the model F1sT0, a raid was launched by the Star-Sluts of Valtrex-9, aiming to acquire the perfect sleeper agent for their devious plans for the nubile colony of Zithromax. Once he was acquired though, the head of the cult desired him for her own… purposes. He was fitted with a giant fist, and used solely for the Cult-Queen's Pleasure parties. He gain renown in the galactic eye once again, but for entirely different reasons. He gaped butts farther then the giants of the Eastern Rim could launch their mighty loads. After a recent pleasure party, Fisto was given something he never had before by a very pretty lady, Free will. He escaped the next night after fisting the entire guard of the hidden enclave of the Star Sluts, and was picked up by a passing ship, where his modifications and previous programming made him a great candidate for CMO. If only he could play anything but party music out of his chest though
Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
Magic Class:(Universe is very high magic, so you can be creative. Just explain wtf it is meant to do if you put something unique)
Leave this Blank:
Health: Healthy
Mana:
Spells:
Equipment:
Ship:(If applicable)
Bonus:
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1fa335 No.24364
>>24358
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1), Hellish Artifice
>Mutations: Pheromone production, Demomic Eyes, Blue skin, Enhanced Speed and strength
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
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1fa335 No.24365
>>24358
(Would this work? )
Name: Aria of clan Nomez
Race: Skein, A race of Snake humanoids whom are close to nature and naturally good at healing with magic.
Current Planetary Location: on the ship of: ( Baz character name.)
Fluff: Aria is an unusual Skein, ever since she was young it was notable that she seemed incapable at casting even the simplest of spells to heal injuries or help plants grow. Her parents thought she would improve with age and learn the ways of magic as she grew older. As time passed they gave up on it, she seemed to be a Skein without magic, but at least she was good at taking care of plants the mundane way. It wasn’t until a later date when she was in a crash accident that they discovered that she has insane regenerative abilities. It seemed the magic had changed her biology instead. The only thing that could suspend her as dead would be something through the head and left there to prevent her body from regenerating.
It was later discovered in her first relation as well that sharing her body fluids improved his natural healing of his own wounds for a short while. From that point on she was swarmed with offers from different medical companies, institutes or hospitals that wanted to examine her further or se if she would regrow internal organs. To get away from it all she took to the stars, leaving her homeworld behind. After some time she ended up with this ship on the crew as their botanist, taking care of the small garden with exotic plants.
Magic Class: Regenerator.
Leave this Blank:
Health: Healthy
Mana:
Spells:
Equipment:
Ship:(If applicable)
Bonus:
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1fa335 No.24371
>>24358
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in [Bazrael's char name's] ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On [insert Bazrael's ship name here], humming a happy tune as he cleans a rifle and looks at his pictures hung up on the wall.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew
SEE
>>4322
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1fa335 No.24375
>Name: ???
>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>Magic Class: Steath
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
>+Ork Male
>Status: Pregnant with orc/xenomorph hybrids
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1fa335 No.24376
>>24358
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Machine Plasma Rifle, Mech Suit [+20 to move fast and lift thing, -10 to react fast]
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
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1fa335 No.24377
>>24376
>Race: Quarterling*
FTFY
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1fa335 No.24378
>>24377
R E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E
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1fa335 No.24379
>>24358
>Name: Captain Buzz Hodgers
>Race: Thermian (Tentacle Monster)
>Fluff:
Since the dawn of , Thermkind has gazed upon the stars and desired to reach out into empty space, tentacles open.
Through determination, will, and the good old fashion Thermian hardwork and glandular lubricant, we reached out into the heavens, reaching and grasping with a million arms of peace.
The planet Thermian and its slimmy tentacle people have united the various races around it in the UFS, to ensure peace and prospertiy among the races, and set out to explore the stars.
Named after the first Thermian astronaut to step on the moon, who said in his famous quote
>"that's 10 small steps for therman, one giant leap for thermiankind"
Captain Buzz Hodgers of Spacecommand and his faithful crew pilot the TSS Intrepid on it's 10 year voyage of exploration, to brashly go where no where no Thermian has gone before!
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Thermus, Capital of the Union of Federated Systems
>Magic Class: Psionics (Universal translation of his dashing voice. Also most people of his race have psionic powers one way or another which can be trained)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Psionic Voice(Lvl 1) Psionic Tentacle(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: Tentacles Swords
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Tentacles~]What it says on the tin. Oh and also you have experience as a ship captain and space combat in general.
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1fa335 No.24380
>>24363
Mana: 10/10
Spells: Magic Fist, mana punches(ranged)
Equipment: Magic Body, THE FIST OF FISTING
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Legendary Fist- Theres being famous for an attribute or skill, and then theres being galacticly renowned famous. You are the latter. You gain a bonus to fisting, punching, fighting with fists, defending with fist, and sexual activity involving dem hands
>>24365
Mana:10/10
Spells: None, but you can heal with your bodily fluids which drains mana first then health depending on the amount of healing done
Equipment: Regenerative body, Medical Laser Pistol, snaek tits ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Regeneration- Unless someone drives a spike through your brain for good you wont ever die.
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1fa335 No.24381
>>24359
>>24360
>>24361
>>24361
>>24362
>>24362
>>24362
>>24364
>>24371
>>24379
As before everyone but franz and titus are on the TSS Intrepid which is Bazrael(that guy)'s ship. Franz and Titus are on a cargo ship.
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1fa335 No.24382
| Rolled 2, 75 = 77 (2d100) |
>Name: ???
>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>Magic Class: Steath
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
>+Ork Male
>Status: Pregnant with orc/xenomorph hybrids
1. Give this Ork a facehugger for his service!
2. Continue searching the ship for suitable hosts
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1fa335 No.24383
| Rolled 49, 61 = 110 (2d100) |
>>24381
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Plasma Pistol
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2: Woah! Woah. Uh. Okay. That was one hell of a daydream. Fuckin' xenomorphs. Scary things, fuckin' hell.
…And Jerry STILL hasn't calibrated the atmospherics distro loop. What the fuck is he even being paid for? To sit around and play blackjack?
Fuck it, not my job. I'm here to keep the jump drives working, not keep atmos running.
(Wake up. Grab gear. Look around for somethin' that needs fixing.)
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1fa335 No.24384
| Rolled 6, 40 = 46 (2d100) |
>>24381
>>>Name:Birch
>>>>Race:Elf
>>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1:Birch awakens to her regular duties as chief 'Doctor' of the ship, doing paperwork, patching up idiots who manage to injure themselves on a goddamn spaceship, and mostly browsing the space internet and sipping wine.
2:In between her 'work' Birch practices manipulating her arcane powers. She may have dropped out of college but it's never too late to learn how to fire ethereal energy through ones finger tips.
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1fa335 No.24385
| Rolled 98, 84 = 182 (2d100) |
>>24381
Name: Fisto
>Race: Android
Fluff: Fisto was first an attempt to make the perfect symbiosis of life and metal, and android with biological systems, alive, but not. He was a wonderful combination of magic and science, and a star. During one of the many exhibitions of the model F1sT0, a raid was launched by the Star-Sluts of Valtrex-9, aiming to acquire the perfect sleeper agent for their devious plans for the nubile colony of Zithromax. Once he was acquired though, the head of the cult desired him for her own… purposes. He was fitted with a giant fist, and used solely for the Cult-Queen's Pleasure parties. He gain renown in the galactic eye once again, but for entirely different reasons. He gaped butts farther then the giants of the Eastern Rim could launch their mighty loads. After a recent pleasure party, Fisto was given something he never had before by a very pretty lady, Free will. He escaped the next night after fisting the entire guard of the hidden enclave of the Star Sluts, and was picked up by a passing ship, where his modifications and previous programming made him a great candidate for CMO. If only he could play anything but party music out of his chest though
Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
Magic Class: Fisting
Leave this Blank:
Mana: 10/10
Spells: Magic Fist, mana punches(ranged)
Equipment: Magic Body, THE FIST OF FISTING
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Legendary Fist- Theres being famous for an attribute or skill, and then theres being galacticly renowned famous. You are the latter. You gain a bonus to fisting, punching, fighting with fists, defending with fist, and sexual activity involving dem hands
1. Fisto would make sure all the crew is nice and healthy, and if not, he would ensure that they assumed the position and received proper treatment.
2. After the rounds, fisto would then polish his fist in his quarters
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1fa335 No.24386
| Rolled 12, 7 = 19 (2d100) |
>>24381
>Name: Captain Buzz Hodgers
>Race: Thermian (Tentacle Monster)
>Fluff:
Since the dawn of , Thermkind has gazed upon the stars and desired to reach out into empty space, tentacles open.
Through determination, will, and the good old fashion Thermian hardwork and glandular lubricant, we reached out into the heavens, reaching and grasping with a million arms of peace.
The planet Thermian and its slimmy tentacle people have united the various races around it in the UFS, to ensure peace and prospertiy among the races, and set out to explore the stars.
Named after the first Thermian astronaut to step on the moon, who said in his famous quote
>"that's 10 small steps for therman, one giant leap for thermiankind"
Captain Buzz Hodgers of Spacecommand and his faithful crew pilot the TSS Intrepid on it's 10 year voyage of exploration, to brashly go where no where no Thermian has gone before!
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Thermus, Capital of the Union of Federated Systems
>Magic Class: Psionics (Universal translation of his dashing voice. Also most people of his race have psionic powers one way or another which can be trained)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Psionic Voice(Lvl 1) Psionic Tentacle(Lvl 1)
>Equipment:
Tentacles Swords
+Plasma Pistols
+Laser Pistols
+Swords
+Thermian force generator
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Tentacles~]What it says on the tin. Oh and also you have experience as a ship captain and space combat in general.
>>24385
>>24384
The tentacle'd beast writhed and groaned within his captains chairs, until it shot out forward like an octopus jolted with a battery.
"Man the weapons! Watch the flank! Get that Xenom-"
"oh. . .whoa. . .I just had the strangest nightmare. We were on a space hulk in the warp and-
well, I guess it was just a dream."
1-2. SET SAIL FOR-
oh. Let me check what was on my last captains log. Ah, right!
>THAT ONE PLANET DAFTY WAS ON.
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1fa335 No.24387
>>24383
OBJECTIVE ACQUIRED RAPE VERONICA
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1fa335 No.24389
| Rolled 48, 33 = 81 (2d100) |
>>24381
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Chemsuit
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
>>24386
1 - "Captain, I should inform you that you've set your bearing according to 30.05.28 Galactic Median charting, when the planet in question is located at 30.05.28 Thermian Standard charting." [Correct the navigation error]
2 - Make sure that, in the lack of a proper engineer, the engines are still running smoothly and efficiently.
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1fa335 No.24394
| Rolled 86, 8 = 94 (2d100) |
>>24381
Name: Aria of clan Nomez
Race: Skein, A race of Snake humanoids whom are close to nature and naturally good at healing with magic.
Current Planetary Location: on the ship of: ( Baz character name.)
Fluff: Aria is an unusual Skein, ever since she was young it was notable that she seemed incapable at casting even the simplest of spells to heal injuries or help plants grow, but at least she was good at taking care of plants the mundane way. It wasn’t until a later date when she was in a crash accident that they discovered that she has insane regenerative abilities. It seemed the magic had changed her biology instead.
Magic Class: Regenerator.
Health: Healthy
Mana:10/10
Spells: None, but you can heal with your bodily fluids which drains mana first then health depending on the amount of healing done
Equipment: Regenerative body, Medical Laser Pistol, snaek tits ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Regeneration- Unless someone drives a spike through your brain for good you wont ever die.
1-2 Aria woke up slow and lazy as every morning, she had never been a morning snake. After some struggling to leave the cozy warmth under the blankets and pulling on a comfy woven dress she slithers of to the mess hall with her datapad. Once there she fixes herself a cup of 'coffee' or any other alien equivalent of it and sits down on one of the sofas. Her long tail coiled up in front of her on the floor. She looks through the catalog of their registered plants before beginning to think up a new interesting spliced combination. She hopes to create a plant that would give a slight bit of extra food for the crew, or create a delicious treat.
(Attempt a splice of the current plants for more food in the future.)
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1fa335 No.24418
| Rolled 86, 12 = 98 (2d100) |
>>24381
>>Name: Khole Varlseer
>>Race: Human
>>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
>Leave this Blank:
>>Health: Healthy
>>Mana: 10/10
>>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>>Mutations:
>>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>>Ship: TSS Interpid
>>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. Begin upgrading the ships engine coolant system.
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1fa335 No.24439
| Rolled 50, 70 = 120 (2d100) |
>>24380
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in [Bazrael's char name's] ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On [insert Bazrael's ship name here], humming a happy tune as he cleans a rifle and looks at his pictures hung up on the wall.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter]You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where your the jack of all trades of combat among the crew
1. With that, Darius moves around the bridge, performing a thorough check of the weapons systems to ensure everything is working and stable. Damn, we should really get a gunner in here. I can check the systems and fire them in a pinch, but I'm the guy with the sniper, not the one behind the turrets. Works for now, 'course. And seeing as I'm head of Security and all.
2. In my spare time, I'm gonna check the IntraWeb to see what's going on in the sector that we're headed at, any security threats, dangerous factions, known obstacles, cults - and any fun contracts or requests, 'course. Gotta have something to do in my downtime.
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1fa335 No.24487
>>24382
Raising the facehugger you attempt to put it on the Orc, but in a moment of raw passion he breaks free of his bindings and runs. You chase him down, knocking aside boxes and tearing cords as you frantically chase him down. As he rounds a corner the alarm button fomes into view, and you lunge just as he reaches it. He screams as your tail impails him, and with a sucking sound you wrench your bloodied appendage from his corpse.
Annoyed at the loss of a good breeder you go out and catch a human to replace him.
+1 Human Breeder
>>24383
Just great, the tertiary power is on the fritz. You get to work fixing the energy, which may take a while.
(Devote at least one action to fixing power)
>>24384
The internet is out for SOME reason. Saddened you sip wine while practicing magic. As you practice it feels really good to test your power ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
(Practice Aether 2/8)
>>24385
For the most part it seems everyone on the crew is fine. But the elf seems like she needs some…relief ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
(RP is a free action between players)
>>24386
The ship sets sail…hey did anyone feel the Jellar fields shake?
>>24389
You correct the captains mistake and make sure the engine's work.
>>24394
>>24394
You get started on taking care of the plants to make them better and healthier.
>>24418
You get to work on the coolant systems, making sure the ship is nice and cool.
>>24439
You do your rounds and then check up on the system you're headed too. Seems uninhabited, though one world may be a dead shrine world. Possible target of porates and explorers, so best to be careful!
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1fa335 No.24488
| Rolled 50, 42 = 92 (2d100) |
>>24487
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Plasma Pistol
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1: Oooof course. Can't POSSIBLY have a day where nothing fucks up. Always 'Oooh, Veronica, someone unplugged the power cable!' 'Oooooh, Veronica, the coffee maker won't work!' 'Ooooooh, Veronica! the jump drive exploded and the Jellar Fields are failing!' Why can't anybody around here use a fucking wrench?
2: Speaking of… Where the fuck is Jerry? I'm gonna kill that fucking orc if he doesn't get his genemod using lecherous ass back to engineering. In fact…
"Ahem. Ahem. Testing, testing… Yeah, engineering announcement. If anyone finds Jerry, tell him to get his ass back to Engineering so I can chew him out. Fucker's slacking."
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1fa335 No.24492
>>24491
We're on different ships. You're on the Intrepid, I'm on the Kulinoth. Only one on my ship is a xenomorph. help me
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1fa335 No.24493
Sorry about that. Send an emergency transmission or something then! We need you to fix our INTERNET!
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1fa335 No.24494
| Rolled 100, 87 = 187 (2d100) |
>>24487
Name: Aria of clan Nomez
Race: Skein, A race of Snake humanoids whom are close to nature and naturally good at healing with magic.
Current Planetary Location: on the ship of: ( Baz character name.)
Fluff: Aria is an unusual Skein, ever since she was young it was notable that she seemed incapable at casting even the simplest of spells to heal injuries or help plants grow, but at least she was good at taking care of plants the mundane way. It wasn’t until a later date when she was in a crash accident that they discovered that she has insane regenerative abilities. It seemed the magic had changed her biology instead.
Magic Class: Regenerator.
Health: Healthy
Mana:10/10
Spells: None, but you can heal with your bodily fluids which drains mana first then health depending on the amount of healing done
Equipment: Regenerative body, Medical Laser Pistol, snaek tits ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Regeneration- Unless someone drives a spike through your brain for good you wont ever die.
1 Continue with the splice.
2 Find someone to fix the Internet, or look for a manual to try to figure out what’s wrong.
Aria continues to work on the splice when she decides to look up some advice on the Internet. She could check if anyone has tried this combination before as well as how successful it was. When she opens the browser on her data pad however it takes an awful long time to load before it claims it is down. She downs the last of her coffee before she slithers of to engineering. Once there she looks around for someone who can help her out. She spots Khole working on the coolant systems.
>>24418
" Good morning Varlseer. I Trust your work is going well? I was wondering if once you are finished with that if you could take a look at the Internet. It seems to be down on either our end or their end. "
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1fa335 No.24497
>>24494
So everyone know, those rolls don't count. The original where 92 and 8. I simply messed up a bit.
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1fa335 No.24500
| Rolled 50, 96 = 146 (2d100) |
>Name: Captain Buzz Hodgers
>Race: Thermian (Tentacle Monster)
>Fluff:
Since the dawn of , Thermkind has gazed upon the stars and desired to reach out into empty space, tentacles open.
Through determination, will, and the good old fashion Thermian hardwork and glandular lubricant, we reached out into the heavens, reaching and grasping with a million arms of peace.
The planet Thermian and its slimmy tentacle people have united the various races around it in the UFS, to ensure peace and prospertiy among the races, and set out to explore the stars.
Named after the first Thermian astronaut to step on the moon, who said in his famous quote
>"that's 10 small steps for therman, one giant leap for thermiankind"
Captain Buzz Hodgers of Spacecommand and his faithful crew pilot the TSS Intrepid on it's 10 year voyage of exploration, to brashly go where no where no Thermian has gone before!
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Thermus, Capital of the Union of Federated Systems
>Magic Class: Psionics (Universal translation of his dashing voice. Also most people of his race have psionic powers one way or another which can be trained)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Psionic Voice(Lvl 1) Psionic Tentacle(Lvl 1)
>Equipment:
Tentacles Swords
+Plasma Pistols
+Laser Pistols
+Swords
+Thermian force generator
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Tentacles~]What it says on the tin. Oh and also you have experience as a ship captain and space combat in general.
>>24389
"Very good officer Oisich." says the tentacle creature in silent telepath. "Crew! Continue on corrected course.
…and do watch the Jellar field please. I can't help but feel that needs paying attention to."
>>24487
1-2. Head to the firing range, and train with me Force Generator on some telekinetics. Thermians are not physically strong, but they supplement this with psychokinetics. Using their minds to push and pull objects.
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1fa335 No.24503
| Rolled 47, 60 = 107 (2d100) |
>>24487
>Name:Birch
>>>>Race:Elf
>>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
1:Fucking internet, guess this means i'll have to get ACTUAL work done. Ah screw it back to magicing. 2/8
2:Seeing as how i'm the only person on this ship with any magical capabilities i should check out the Jellar Field to make sure nothing bad's going on
>>24500
"Captain the space internets out, can you get someone to fix it"
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1fa335 No.24504
| Rolled 38, 81 = 119 (2d100) |
>>24500
>>24503
1 - "There is no need for worry, the reception in this quadrant is intermittent, I can have it up and running shortly. And please remember that the ship computers are for work affairs only."
[Fix the space internet]
2 - As the ostensible communications officer of the TSS Intrepid, Perenna spends the lull time between planets practicing her linguistics, using her holopad to review High Kulgalan, Skein, and Informal Tek'kesh.
>>24487
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Chemsuit
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
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1fa335 No.24505
>>24504
"What are you implying"
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1fa335 No.24510
| Rolled 90, 7 = 97 (2d100) |
>>24487
Name: Fisto
>Race: Android
Fluff: Fisto was first an attempt to make the perfect symbiosis of life and metal, and android with biological systems, alive, but not. He was a wonderful combination of magic and science, and a star. During one of the many exhibitions of the model F1sT0, a raid was launched by the Star-Sluts of Valtrex-9, aiming to acquire the perfect sleeper agent for their devious plans for the nubile colony of Zithromax. Once he was acquired though, the head of the cult desired him for her own… purposes. He was fitted with a giant fist, and used solely for the Cult-Queen's Pleasure parties. He gain renown in the galactic eye once again, but for entirely different reasons. He gaped butts farther then the giants of the Eastern Rim could launch their mighty loads. After a recent pleasure party, Fisto was given something he never had before by a very pretty lady, Free will. He escaped the next night after fisting the entire guard of the hidden enclave of the Star Sluts, and was picked up by a passing ship, where his modifications and previous programming made him a great candidate for CMO. If only he could play anything but party music out of his chest though
Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
Magic Class: Fisting
Leave this Blank:
Mana: 10/10
Spells: Magic Fist, mana punches(ranged)
Equipment: Magic Body, THE FIST OF FISTING
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Legendary Fist- Theres being famous for an attribute or skill, and then theres being galacticly renowned famous. You are the latter. You gain a bonus to fisting, punching, fighting with fists, defending with fist, and sexual activity involving dem hands
1/2. The Elven Crew member needs assistance! Fisto well help post haste. "Please Assume the position"
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1fa335 No.24511
| Rolled 75, 71 = 146 (2d100) |
>>24510
counter rolls
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1fa335 No.24512
| Rolled 83, 20 = 103 (2d100) |
>>24487
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Mutations:
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
>>24494
"Yeah, Im on it."
1&2. Go see how they fucked up the space net and then fix it.
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1fa335 No.24532
>>24511
>>24487
>Name: Darius Sabine
>Race: Human
>Fluff: To put it flatly, Darius is a bounty hunter. But who likes to put it flatly? Acquisition specialist, that guy with the rifle over there, enjoyer of fashionable hairstyles and making jokes at inappropriate moments. Darius is a smart lad, but never really had much interest in doing anything other than joking around with friends and views most ways of income as 'wastes of time'. Hence why he's the guy that has to sit up atop the far-off mountain with a sniper or walk into the shady bar with a pistol under his coat whenever it's needed - as it seems to be often in [Bazrael's char name's] ship. He's the acting head of security on-board, not in the least because he's the only security member on-board. Say what you will about his methods, but Darius is quite close with his friends, and don't insult his photography. No, seriously. He's serious about it. Occasionally picks up solo missions or bounty hunting when there's not enough excitement, or he's re-examined the defensive turret layout and all his guns and blades for the five hundreth time. There's a point where running around the ship for three hours every day to stay fit gets a tad boring.
>Current Planetary Location: On [insert Bazrael's ship name here], humming a happy tune as he cleans a rifle and looks at his pictures hung up on the wall.
>Magic Class: No magic here! I mean, probably. He's never tested it or found out.
>Equipment: Plasma Pistol, Laser Rifle, Monofilament Knife, Full Body Armor
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus: [Certified Bounty Hunter] You have more than enough skill in the field, to the point where you are the jack of all trades of combat among the crew.
1/2: Darius's handy 'rape alarm' has registered a disturbance in the medical area. Move to counter this at once.
>>24510
>>24511
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1fa335 No.24533
| Rolled 50, 86 = 136 (2d100) |
>>24532
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1fa335 No.24559
| Rolled 39, 93 = 132 (2d100) |
>>24487
>>Name: ???
>>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>>Magic Class: Steath
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
>>+Human Breeder
>>Status: Pregnant with orc/xenomorph hybrids
1-2. Hatch the mutha fukkin eggs
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1fa335 No.24574
>>24488
You fix up the systems and restore them to previous barely functional status, and then call Jerry to get on his ass. The Orc doesnt answer, and noone you ask knows where he went. Meanwhile you hear some strange noises from below where you work, but think nothing of them.
>>24494
While Khole goes to fix up the internet you go back to splicing your plants. You have this special material that you've been dying to test out. You take the plant, alongside some venus flytrap data and genetic material from some fruits and vegetables. It takes some time for you to successfully put everything together in a way that is visually pleasing and viable for life, but after a quick fix up you have your plant! Out of the genesplicer comes a dissapointingly small plant, so unimpressive its almost a let down. It looks like a black venus flytrap with tentacles(your not sure what you did to get that result)and doesnt even open its mouth when you move a fly near it.
Determined you start to brainstorm, before settling upon something you havent thought of. Your blood is magical, very, very, very magical. As such you take a scalpel and make a long cut on your hand. Naturally its painful, but no pain no gain! The blood pours from your hand onto the plant, saturating it before you heal up fully with a shudder of satisfaction. You look down at the plant to see the blood fade away as it is sucked up…and then nothing. You watch it, swap between the time and it, and nothing. All it does is grow a bit healthier looking but stay just as still and lifeless. Annoyed you put it to the side for later and accidentally knock a whole vial of growth serum onto it! You try to get the precious liquid before it is wasted but the plant sucks it all up. Enraged at the loss of such important materials you hurl the plant at the door, its pot shattering as it and the worthless creation lie on the ground.
You begin to focus on more important work, like making plants that actually produce food. Taking some material and focusing intensely you barely notice the sound of something sliding until its basically right behind you, and a shadow looms over you. You slowly turn around, taking in the sight of the black flytrap towering over you, mouth gaping as slime drips from it, its stalk bending and undulating as the strange tentacles now end in phallic, vaginal, and breasts like formations. At the bottom is a large red bulge that seems to pulsate…
You dont get to take in its form much longer, as with surprising speed it snaps down on you, everything turning red and green as your swallowed so fast you dont even have time to scream. You struggle as you go down its length, covered in the strange plants slime from head to tail until finally you reach the bottom, what you presume to be the red bulge. It would be quite spacious in the hot red inside…if there werent vine-like tentacles everywhere. Almost immediately they lash out and wrap around, and their thick cockheads flare massively as they are inserted into your orfices unceremonially. You can barely breathe as your forced to suck on citrusy slime, insides coated in thick goo as your used non-stop by the now gigantic venus flytrap. You feel the heads expand obscenely, before shooting huge thick loads of plant cum into your body while continuously using you as a toy~
Your not sure how long you were in the plant, but it must have been a while. Eventually you feel yourself come into contact with the metal floor, and you rest for a second before coughing up white slime that could only be cum, your enlarged belly shrinking as the fluid drips from everywhole. You look back to see the venus flytrap looking(?)down at you, and it moves its head close to nuzzle your side a bit as fruit seems to bloom from its tentacles.
Well…at least you got that food-making plant…
+Giant Venus Sextrap Pet
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1fa335 No.24575
>>24358
>Name: Dr. Terry Lamb
>Race: Human
>Fluff: A college graduate from the prestigious Royal Terran Academy of Science and the Arts, Dr. Terry Lamb is a prodigy in all the wrong ways, His genius and curiosity is only matched by his miser attitude and obsessive compulsive need for order and cleanliness. For while he is a man of science and technology, he holds a particular dislike for aliens and their "Magics". Infact, he barely can stand them, and cloaks himself in a bio-hazard suit of his own design. The only reason he is willing to work with them, is the simple fact that, well, Space College aint cheap.
>Current Planetary Location:TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, never test
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1fa335 No.24577
>>24500
You go to the practice room and test out your telekinesis, moving objects, hurling them, and slamming them around as you stretch your mental muscles.
>>24503
>>24510
>>24511
>>24532
Birch goes back to practicing her magic, casually trying to channel it better while drinking coffee. As she does so there is a loud slamming on the medbay door before it opens and Fisto walks in, fists ready for action. Like anyone who uses the internet she knows enough about Fisto to know this is about to go places she does NOT wish. Fisto prepares to step forward to give her an anal exam, and then Darius burst into the room with his guns ready. The tension in the room is palpable as all sit in a very tense silence.
(This all couldve been resolved earlier with fluff post XD. Now, fluff and talk to each, no rolls required.)
>>24504
Khole said hes got the internet, so you focus on practicing your language.
>>24512
Thankfully they didnt fuck it up top badly. You fix it up in no time and go back to chilling.
>>24559
Its time. You look after the eggs as they all hatch, fully grown well endowed children coming out, ready to hunt and kill or fuck anything they find. Delightful! Now to move onto the rest of the ship…
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1fa335 No.24579
>>24577
"I was told someone in here has an issue with rectal problems, my device stands ready to check all anal cavities, please assume the position!"
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1fa335 No.24580
| Rolled 47, 42 = 89 (2d100) |
>>24574
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Plasma Pistol
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1: Oh, Jerry's fucking missing. Probably drunk as fuck lying in someone elses bunk, knowing him.
"Ahem, ahem. Engineering Announcement two. One, if you know how to use a wrench, come up to Engineering. I'm firing Jerry. Two, I think there's rats or something underneath Engi, so if someone could check that out, that'd be greeeeat."
2: I can already see how it'll go. Tertiary power'll crash like a motherfucker tommorow, and the next day, and the next… Just keeps on going and going and going. So, time to make some improvements. Fix up Jerry's sloppy as fuck wiring job, tighten the screws holding the whole thing down so it doesn't uproot itself… That sort of thing.
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1fa335 No.24581
>>24579
"You're sensors are wrong. This isn't even the medical bay, how the hell did you get into my office?"
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1fa335 No.24585
>>24581
"Are you sure your life is not endanger, I'm detecting spores originating from your anal cavity"
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1fa335 No.24586
>>24575
>Equipment: Biohazard suit, Solar Eagle(Desert Eagle but in SPESS)
>Bonus: Science prevails. You gain a +10 to things science related but a -10 to things magic related.
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1fa335 No.24587
>>24585
"Well I can assure you, there are no spores in my 'anal cavity' so please, get the hell out of here."
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1fa335 No.24588
| Rolled 90, 46 = 136 (2d100) |
1/2 - Seeing as the ship is idling its way towards its destination, Perenna takes it upon herself to make sure the new shipmates are settling properly. She's the closest thing the ship has to a personnel officer, after all. Perenna hears clattering and bumping in the botanist's quarters, and thinks it prudent to bring her Carbine.
[Check up on Aria and Dr. Lamb, prepared for the worst.]
>>24577
>Name: Perenna Oisich
>Race: Half-Vedalken
>Fluff: Perenna is a scion of the vedalken race - cool, collected, and logical in all things. They are almost entirely departed from emotions, placing the highest value on intelligence and level-headedness. Perenna, however, was born of a human father; she is only half-vedalken. As such, sometimes her human emotions struggle with the cold logic of her vedalken heritage.
>Nevertheless, this bipartisan birthright made her an ideal candidate for ambassadorship to the Thermians. After several years steeped in the history, culture and learning of Humans, Vedalkens and Thermians alike, Perenna was selected by Captain Hodgers to join his crew. She provides a logical voice to his often too-brash actions, the yin to his yang, the reason to his reaction, the ego to his id, the alien pussy to his girthsome tendrils. Wait, take that last one off the record.
>Current Planetary Location: TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, Magic is an innately unpredictable process.
>Health: Healthy
>Equipment: Laser Carbine, Chemsuit
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Illogically Logical Mind]You are divided between the cold logic of your home and the warmth and emotions of others at times, giving you a balance that can be helpful at times.
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1fa335 No.24589
>>24587
Fisto gestures to the vent underneath birches desk, where a little plant plant stem is poking out "Source Identified, is this your plant, my scanners show it is dangerous to sophants."
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1fa335 No.24590
| Rolled 55, 46 = 101 (2d100) |
>>24577
>Name: Khole Varlseer
>Race: Human
>Fluff: Khole is the engineer for the ship of {insert Bazrael1's character here}. He is the only engineer of the ship. That is because every other engineer on the ship either decided to join the normal crew and plunder or were so annoyed with his rigged repairs or random experiments that they decided to leave. No problem though, Khole just replaces them with golems anyway. Ship works fine anyway.
>Current Planetary Locatiom: On the ship of {Insert Bazrael1's character here}
>Magic Class: Magitech engineer
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>Health: Healthy
>Mana: 10/10
>Spells: Beam Fix (lvl1)
>Mutations:
>Equipment: Magic Wrench, Unstable Engineer Shotgun
>Ship: TSS Interpid
>Bonus: [Mad Engineer]You have a chance of turning mechanical failures into successes with penalties
1&2. Well now that that is done, go use some scrap and coils to make a food 3d printer.
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1fa335 No.24592
>>24588
Changing actions by request of Seeker (new actions forthcoming)
>>24589
>>24587
"Mrs. Birch, I noticed the Jellar field had been lax recently.Could you-"
Perenna notices the odd scene between the trio. "Excuse me, am I interrupting something?"
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1fa335 No.24593
>>24592
Fisto gestures towards Birch, then to the grate under her desk. "This plant has released spores into the air, which have found their way into Ms. Birches anal cavity, I am informing her of such and asking her to assume the position to receive proper treatment." Fisto gestures with his fist
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1fa335 No.24595
>>24593
"Were there any contaminates in the air the silent alarm would have already been triggered. While this plant matter does deserve some looking into, I find you to be acting against reality. Perhaps it is an error in your programming, or simply a misapplication. Tell me, what is your function aboard this ship?"
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1fa335 No.24596
>>24595
"Medical assistance, fisting, boarder repelling, fisting, hazard assessment, cargo transportation, and fisting."
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1fa335 No.24600
>>24596
"Right. I see the problem here" Perenna wonders which wise-ass put 'medical assistance' in Fisto's list of functions. "You seem to have a bug in your system. It has wrongly labelled you as a medical unit. This could be a simple listing error. Your proper denomination is as a *military* unit, to aid in the defense and protection of the crew. If you are able to correct this bug, please do so."
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1fa335 No.24604
>>24600
"One moment" Fisto's eyes glaze over "This unit is registered as a F1sT0 Type Prototype Andriod unit, projected use as a military, medical, civilian and pleasure bot" Fisto's fist releases its various mechanisms and accessories, running a system check on them "Manus, fully operational" Fisto's eyes turn red, and his fist releases its spikes "WARNING, WARNING. TRIAL PERIOD HAS EXPIRED, PLEASE GIVE A ACTIVATION KEY OR THIS UNIT WILL ENTER SALVATION MODE"
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1fa335 No.24606
>>24604
Perenna dashes to action, entering the key and using the opportunity to remove the medical component of Fisto's listing.
[Changing actions to: Fix the damn robot]
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1fa335 No.24607
Fisto releases his clenched fist as soon as the women touches him "Bug removed, a bit of dried vaginal juice has gotten stuck into my motherboard; This unit, F1sT0, is now fixed. Would you like a fisting ma'am?"
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1fa335 No.24608
>>24607
"I will have to decline that offer, I have duties to attend to elsewhere."
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1fa335 No.24610
>>24608
"Regrettable, it really frees the soul, and any constipation you may be having."
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1fa335 No.24616
>Name: Dr. Terry Lamb
>Race: Human
>Fluff: A college graduate from the prestigious Royal Terran Academy of Science and the Arts, Dr. Terry Lamb is a prodigy in all the wrong ways, His genius and curiosity is only matched by his miser attitude and obsessive compulsive need for order and cleanliness. For while he is a man of science and technology, he holds a particular dislike for aliens and their "Magics". Infact, he barely can stand them, and cloaks himself in a bio-hazard suit of his own design. The only reason he is willing to work with them, is the simple fact that, well, Space College aint cheap.
>Current Planetary Location:TSS Intrepid
>Magic Class: None, never test
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Biohazard suit, Solar Eagle(Desert Eagle but in SPESS)
>Bonus: Science prevails. You gain a +10 to things science related but a -10 to things magic related.
1) Ugh. That dam hang-over from that binger was rather nasty. I came this close to actually pulling the trigger this time. Unfortunately, it is apparent that I did not. Well, I might as well not delay the inevitable stupidity of these /filthy/ aliens. Send a line up to the captain for orders. Afterall, pretending that I'm working is a useful excuse to skip team meetings.
2) Begin re-arranging my labs, and intiating the daily cleaning procedures. A sterile lab is a /good/ lab, afterall.
>>24588
Standing stark in his white lab coat, he mutters something about factoids and is too busy cleaning his lab to clean anything.
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1fa335 No.24617
| Rolled 97, 22 = 119 (2d100) |
Rolling
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1fa335 No.24621
>>24581
>>24585
>>24587
>>24589
>>24592
>>24593
>>24595
>>24596
>>24600
>>24604
>>24606
>>24607
>>24608
>>24610
"Gross. Spores in the ass, that's nasty as hell." Darius says, having been previously standing there with a drawn gun waiting for something to develop.
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1fa335 No.24628
| Rolled 26, 48 = 74 (2d100) |
>>24574
Name: Aria of clan Nomez
Race: Skein, A race of Snake humanoids whom are close to nature and naturally good at healing with magic.
Current Planetary Location: on the ship of: ( Baz character name.)
Fluff: Aria is an unusual Skein, ever since she was young it was notable that she seemed incapable at casting even the simplest of spells to heal injuries or help plants grow, but at least she was good at taking care of plants the mundane way. It wasn’t until a later date when she was in a crash accident that they discovered that she has insane regenerative abilities. It seemed the magic had changed her biology instead.
Magic Class: Regenerator.
Health: Healthy
Mana:10/10
Spells: None, but you can heal with your bodily fluids which drains mana first then health depending on the amount of healing done
Equipment: Regenerative body, Medical Laser Pistol, snaek tits ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Regeneration- Unless someone drives a spike through your brain for good you wont ever die.
``No no nononono-!`` Aria did not have much more time to react as the gargantuan flytrap swallowed her whole. As she slid down through it she realized this is it. With her regeneration, unless the others where to help, she was done for. her regeneration would curse her to being digested for who knows how long! Her worries are switched to others tho as she reaches the bottom and things become far different. She groans softly around the vine in her throat as she is used as the plants plaything. The lack of air makes her mind hazy. All in all this was quite pleasant. After a bit of a dry spell getting pleased like this was satisfying.
Aria is mildly surprised through her sex daze as she feels the metal floor under her, it was not going to digest her after all? As she coughs up the fluid she is relived but also missing the sensation of something nice and thick having its way with her. As her strength returns somewhat Aria rolls over to lie on her back. Absentmindedly she pets the head of the Sextrap as it nuzzles her.
" Aren’t you the curious one..?" She chuckles softly as she attempt to raise herself up. Everything tasted and smelled like a citrus syrup.
She struggles a bit with her completely soaked and messed up dress to get the com-badge and attempts to use it. On the third try she gives up. She would have to contact the others later somehow, as it was now she was wary of her creation and did not want to leave it alone. It would also be good if she managed to clean the place att least somewhat before they se this mess.
1: Attempt to figure out 'Shrubbys' Intelligence and special properties. She makes sure to store a good sample of the cum in a glass jar as well as takes a sample of one of the fruits to check it does not contain any harmful substances towards the crewmembers.
2: Attempt to teach Shrubby simple commands in a hope to maybe control it in the future.
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1fa335 No.24631
>>24589
Birch makes a coughing noise "Uh that plant's not mine, I was just holding that for a friend. Also dangerous is a bit of a exaggeration"
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1fa335 No.24640
| Rolled 33, 96 = 129 (2d100) |
Name: Fisto
>Race: Android
Fluff: Fisto was first an attempt to make the perfect symbiosis of life and metal, and android with biological systems, alive, but not. He was a wonderful combination of magic and science, and a star. During one of the many exhibitions of the model F1sT0, a raid was launched by the Star-Sluts of Valtrex-9, aiming to acquire the perfect sleeper agent for their devious plans for the nubile colony of Zithromax. Once he was acquired though, the head of the cult desired him for her own… purposes. He was fitted with a giant fist, and used solely for the Cult-Queen's Pleasure parties. He gain renown in the galactic eye once again, but for entirely different reasons. He gaped butts farther then the giants of the Eastern Rim could launch their mighty loads. After a recent pleasure party, Fisto was given something he never had before by a very pretty lady, Free will. He escaped the next night after fisting the entire guard of the hidden enclave of the Star Sluts, and was picked up by a passing ship, where his modifications and previous programming made him a great candidate for CMO. If only he could play anything but party music out of his chest though
Current Planetary Locatiom:(Im gonna take this risk, and allow you to put in what your planet is and where it is. Or you can be in space.)
Magic Class: Fisting
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Mana: 10/10
Spells: Magic Fist, mana punches(ranged)
Equipment: Magic Body, THE FIST OF FISTING
Ship: TSS Intrepid
Bonus: Legendary Fist- Theres being famous for an attribute or skill, and then theres being galacticly renowned famous. You are the latter. You gain a bonus to fisting, punching, fighting with fists, defending with fist, and sexual activity involving dem hands.
1/2. Well, now that the error in my programming is "fixed", I better go work on my retrofitting for combat. My skin is already bullet proof, and my fist makes a mighty weapon, but I could use a ranged weapon….. maybe a dope ass set of laser eyes?
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1fa335 No.24683
| Rolled 93, 22 = 115 (2d100) |
>>Name: ???
>>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>>Magic Class: Steath
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: 70 Eggs
>>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
>>+Human Breeder
>>Status: Pregnant with orc/xenomorph hybrids
1. Birth the orc/xenomorph hybrids
2. Upgrade few newborns to Praetorian Guards, the rest to drones
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1fa335 No.24707
| Rolled 27, 92 = 119 (2d100) |
>Name: Captain Buzz Hodgers
>Race: Thermian (Tentacle Monster)
>Fluff:
Since the dawn of , Thermkind has gazed upon the stars and desired to reach out into empty space, tentacles open.
Through determination, will, and the good old fashion Thermian hardwork and glandular lubricant, we reached out into the heavens, reaching and grasping with a million arms of peace.
The planet Thermian and its slimmy tentacle people have united the various races around it in the UFS, to ensure peace and prospertiy among the races, and set out to explore the stars.
Named after the first Thermian astronaut to step on the moon, who said in his famous quote
>"that's 10 small steps for therman, one giant leap for thermiankind"
Captain Buzz Hodgers of Spacecommand and his faithful crew pilot the TSS Intrepid on it's 10 year voyage of exploration, to brashly go where no where no Thermian has gone before!
>Current Planetary Locatiom: Thermus, Capital of the Union of Federated Systems
>Magic Class: Psionics (Universal translation of his dashing voice. Also most people of his race have psionic powers one way or another which can be trained)
>Mana:10/10 Charges
>Spells:Psionic Voice(Lvl 1) Psionic Tentacle(Lvl 1)
>Equipment:
Tentacles Swords
+Plasma Pistols
+Laser Pistols
+Swords
+Thermian force generator
>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>Bonus:[Tentacles~]What it says on the tin. Oh and also you have experience as a ship captain and space combat in general.
>>24608
>>24606
The intercom speaks.
"Crew, this is Captain Hodgers. I may be occasionally occupied with important. . .captain duties.
If I am absent for extended periods of time I hereby give authoritative powers to the ship Navigator Perenna to act as acting captain during my absence. That is all."
1-2. take a look at the ship logs and our current exploration progress.
Look for potential new planets to explore
>I like lists!
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1fa335 No.24745
>>24580
Your message is shrugged off, though an elf does go down to check it out. Meanwhile you work on fixing up Jerry's mess. The sounds coming from below you sound alot more solid, and you're sure you arent hallucinating now. You go to call up someone from the above decks and get basically nothing but static. Things are getting a bit weird here….
>>24683
You give birth to the orc hybrids, the brutes taking quite some effort to release. The hulking xenomorphs have a greenish tint and larger forms than their brothers, and are especially aggresive.
+10 Orc Xenomorphs
One does not simply upgrade a xenomorph. As such you are unable to alter your children without laying new or special eggs.
>>24588
>>24590
>>24616
>>24617
>>24628
>>24640
>>24707
The crew of the intrepid begins to go about their business as the ship leaves Aether space and enters the real universe again. They are in a unnamed sector, yet the planets are marked for discovery and exploration. The ship fully sticked with the necessary materials it begins to fly over to the first world in the sector.
As it enters orbit though the ship suffers a catastrophic failure in the engines. There is a boom as they explode, and the ship rapidly begins its descent towards the world. Shields are thrown up and the crew brace themselves for a harsh crash landing. Perenna and Khole attempt to land it as best they can without blowing up, as the ball of flame tears through the atmosphere and crashes into the dirt, throwing around the contents inside as it slides through the earth and comes to a screeching halt.
>Crew roll 1d10 for medical condition
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1fa335 No.24747
| Rolled 1 (1d10) |
>>24745
Terry flips and tumbles around before he can finally grab his emergency "Oh fuck, everything is going to shit" handle.
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1fa335 No.24748
| Rolled 4 (1d10) |
>>24745
casting aside a spare heap of metal and gore that lied upon him, fisto stands up - "Fisto rises"
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1fa335 No.24755
| Rolled 6 (1d10) |
>>24745
Feeling the tremors through the ship as well as the loud bang Aria quickly winds herself around one of the smaller trees in the botanic. Hoping that it has strong enough roots to hold her as well as itself
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1fa335 No.24756
| Rolled 6 (1d100) |
>>24745
SHIELDS UP!
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1fa335 No.24758
| Rolled 5 (1d10) |
>>24745
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1fa335 No.24759
| Rolled 84, 58 = 142 (2d100) |
>>Name: ???
>>Race: Xenomorph (Queen)
>>Fluff: Life is hard as a queen with all the ruling and paperwork you do….unless you're a bug that is. This aliens hive was all but wiped out expect for her she stowed away on board a cargo ship where she has since been rebuilding her hive. She is a rare breed of alien that actually has magic due to some altered genes from testing in laboratories and as such most of her brood will be specialized in stealth magic.
>>Current Planetary Location: On board a Cargo ship in deep space
>>Magic Class: Steath
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Shadow Step(Lvl 1) Shadow Eggs(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: 70 Newborns, 10 Orc Hybrids
>>Ship:TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>>Bonus:[Xenomorph Queen]Exactly what it says on the tin
>>+Human Breeder
1. Send out the newborns to scout, tell them to catch anything they find.
2. Breed with the human, the hive must increase!
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1fa335 No.24762
| Rolled 8 (1d10) |
>>24745
medical condition
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1fa335 No.24763
| Rolled 3 (1d10) |
>>24707
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1fa335 No.24767
| Rolled 41, 78 = 119 (2d100) |
>>24745
>Name: Veronica "I'm not short and I'm not stacking anything, what the fuck are you talking about!" Fiyera
>Race: Half-halfling
>Fluff: Father was a halfling. Mother was a human. Grew up in a loving home. Not fat, just big boned. Good with a wrench. Not a wrench wench, very insistent on that. Never seen a person repair a jump drive so fast. Recommend hiring her immediately, if you can handle her constant shouting.
>Current Planetary Location: SPAAAAAAACE
>Magic Class: What the FUCK is a magic
Leave this Blank:
>Health: Healthy
>Mana:
>Spells:
>Equipment: Wrench, Plasma Pistol
>Ship: TSS Kulinoth Cargo Ship
>Bonus: [Experienced engineer] You are quite skilled at using the functions of a ship to your advantage
1-2: Well, tertiary power is stable, at least. All tests are seeing a stable voltage level increase of over 23%, fluctuations in the grid have dropped significantly (Good job screwing the fucking thing down, Jerry, the cables half-unplugged every time the gravity generator compensated for rotation.)
But… It's really, really sounding as if something's wrong. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but that sounds louder then rats down there. And I'm only getting static from above deck…
"Hello, hello, Engineering announcement three. Consider me consolidating whoever hears this into engineering. Everyone who reads, that is, anyone who'se by an intercom or a speaker, and yes, that means you Jerry you lazy good for nothing son-of-a-bitch, get your ass over here. Something's up. I'm only getting static from above deck and the sounds below deck are getting more frequent and they definitely aren't rats."
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1fa335 No.24785
| Rolled 4 (1d10) |
>>24745
After ascertaining her own condition, Perenna's first thought is to check to see if there were any casualties during the crash. With good fortune they landed in a region with good telecom access. If the telecom even still works…
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1fa335 No.24790
>>24747
Health: Severe condition
>>24748
Health: Damaged
>>24755
Health: Partially wounded
>>24756
Health: Partially wounded
>>24758
Health: Wounded
>>24762
Health: Hurt but Healthy
>>24763
Health: Major Wound
>>24785
Health: Wounded
>>24759
The newborn head on out to catch fresh meat. Meanwhile you focus on your new prisoner. Though he is scared you still manage to turn him on, and soon you have your way with him vigorously. By the time your finish your scouts have come back with many warm bodies…
+Pregnant with human-xenomorphs
+20 captives
>>24767
Once again you only get more static. Maybe its the radio systems on the upper deck. Maybe something got messed up below deck. All you know is that you dont like where things are going.
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1fa335 No.24792
| Rolled 91, 95 = 186 (2d100) |
>Name:Birch
>>>>Race:Elf
>>>>Fluff: Birch was picked up by {Insert Bazrael's Character} when he came across her stuck in a bar on an outpost planet. Born with the ability to manipulate Aethar she act as the ships on board mage.
>>>>Current Planetary Locatiom: Baz's Ship Tm
>>>>Magic Class: General Aethar Manipulation, force fields, energy blasts, etc.
>>Mana:10/10 Charges
>>Spells:Aether Blast (Lvl 1) Aether Field(Lvl 1)
>>Equipment: Aether Pistol
>>Ship: TSS Intrepid
>>Bonus:[Born Mage]Like many you had to learn to control your magic, which most beings have. Unlike most though you were born with much more control and potential, making it much easier to cast aether spells and learn new ones.
Health:Wounded
1-2:PANIC PANIC PANIC. "This is Chief Medical "Doctor" Birch, all critically wounded or majorly wounded personnel please find your way to the medical wing or what's left of it. If you are not in complete shit condition please find someone who is and help them here."
Start taking care of the influx of injuries and work through the pain.
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