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09:57 Locating server at c-24-22-27-178.hsd1.mn.comcast.net:6774...
09:57 Game connected!
09:57 (821) Gerard Paloma (enter): 09:57
09:57 (488) Hghr (enter): 09:57
09:57 (601) Veav (enter): 09:57
09:57 (695) Psylence (enter): 09:57
09:57 (709) LOG (enter): 09:57
09:57 (749) Samantha (enter): 09:57
09:57 (759) Fluffy (enter): 09:57
09:57 (793) Madgamer (enter): 09:57
09:57 (796) Bill (enter): 09:57
09:57 (803) Exzyle (enter): 09:57
09:57 (804) Pz.Az.04Maüs (enter): 09:57
09:57 (805) Nemien (enter): 09:57
09:57 (806) Orion (enter): 09:57
09:57 (807) Xeriar (enter): 09:57
09:57 (809) No Name (enter): 09:57
09:57 (813) Bill (enter): 09:57
09:57 (766) Samakar (enter): 09:57
09:57 (794) Denissa Wyrdsting (enter): 09:57
09:57 (819) Marshall (enter): 09:57
09:57 (820) Nikoda (enter): 09:57
09:57 Server Administrator-> You have connected to an OpenRPG server, version '1.7.0'.
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09:58 Moving to room 'Tensided'..
09:58 (821) Gerard Paloma (enter): 09:58
09:58 Server Administrator->
It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a Grue.
09:58 Moving to room 'Tensided'..
09:58 (821) Gerard Paloma (enter): 09:58
09:58 Server Administrator->
It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a Grue.
09:58 (813) Bill (enter): 09:58
09:58 (820) Nikoda (enter): 09:58
09:58 (805) Nemien (enter): 09:58
09:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: Hey all!
09:58 (805) Nemien: Hey
09:58 (820) Nikoda: Wait.
09:58 (820) Nikoda: What's up with you being Heath?
09:58 (813) Bill: Hi there.
09:59 (820) Nikoda: Or Heath being you...
09:59 (819) Marshall (enter): 09:59
09:59 (821) arthurtuxedo: You noticed fast
09:59 (819) Marshall: Word.
09:59 (821) arthurtuxedo: Oh, the text color
09:59 (820) Nikoda: Well, that and it says Gerard Paloma enter at the top.
10:00 (820) Nikoda: Plus, Gerard Paloma popped into the lobby and created a room...
10:00 (820) Nikoda: And when I got here, it was just you.
10:00 ** (820) Nikoda is observant. **
10:00 (821) arthurtuxedo: Yes, it's true. I have stolen Heath's leet ninja computer, leaving him without any way to play. Muahahahaha!
10:01 (820) Nikoda: Lame.
10:01 ** Sorry, don't understand what a /text_color is...
10:01 (820) Nikoda: We all gonna die without a doctor.
10:01 (823) Steve (enter): 10:01
10:01 ** (820) Nikoda waves at Steve. **
10:02 (823) GerardPaloma: wtf?
10:02 (819) Marshall: ...
10:02 (825) Pollux (enter): 10:02
10:02 (821) arthurtuxedo: Greetings!
10:02 ** (820) Nikoda is soooo confused. **
10:02 (825) Pollux: Hello.
10:03 (813) Bill: Hi there.
10:03 (825) Pollux: I am here, as you have no doubt noticed.
10:03 (820) Nikoda: Hey, Pollux.
10:03 (820) Nikoda: I hadn't, really.
10:03 (825) Pollux: Hey.
10:03 (823) GerardPaloma: Hey hey!
10:03 (805) Nemien: Hello
10:03 (820) Nikoda: I'm too busy being mind raped by art....or Gerard...I don't know...
10:03 (819) Marshall: DOOM!
10:03 (825) Pollux: Hey there.
10:04 (825) Pollux: Oh....
10:04 (823) GerardPaloma: He is Ollie, I am Sven.
10:04 (819) Marshall: O_o
10:04 (820) Nikoda: Do you really think that helps?
10:04 (821) arthurtuxedo: This better?
10:04 (819) Marshall: And I am Leaving.
10:04 (819) Marshall: 8D
10:04 (820) Nikoda: Maybe.
10:05 (823) GerardPaloma: OpenRPG on an iBook is teh fun!
10:05 (819) Marshall: No it isn't.
10:05 (820) Nikoda: You got an iBook?
10:05 (825) Pollux: Is it?
10:05 (819) Marshall: It's almost the opposite of fun.
10:05 (823) GerardPaloma: I've had one.
10:05 (823) GerardPaloma: And yeah, I lied.
10:05 (820) Nikoda: Bastard.
10:05 (819) Marshall: You can't fool me.
10:05 (820) Nikoda: I can't trust any of you anymore.
10:06 (821) arthurtuxedo: Anymore?
10:06 (819) Marshall: :(
10:06 (820) Nikoda: Good point.
10:06 (820) Nikoda: Well, I'll never be able to trust you.
10:06 (820) Nikoda: EVER.
10:06 (819) Marshall: What, never?
10:06 (813) Bill: This is great... I can't seem to access my character sheet...
10:06 (823) GerardPaloma: hmm
10:06 (820) Nikoda: I think that might be less than great, Bill.
10:06 (821) arthurtuxedo: You shouldn't. I'll skate away with your fortunes on ice skates made of misery.
10:06 (819) Marshall: Lock yourself out?
10:07 (819) Marshall: Wait, you don't need to access it. We'll be dead shortly.
10:07 (820) Nikoda: I'd have to have fortunes first, babe.
10:07 (823) GerardPaloma: Yeah, totally
10:07 (825) Pollux: How optomisitc.
10:07 (820) Nikoda: Realistic, dear.
10:07 (813) Bill: Nah. Everything is going wrong.
10:07 (819) Marshall: Oh, you've got fortunes, hon. But if he skates away with them, it'll be a bloody mess.
10:07 (821) arthurtuxedo: That's why I'm being friendly. Biding my time until you strike it big.
10:07 ** (820) Nikoda laughs. **
10:07 (823) GerardPaloma: lol
10:08 (820) Nikoda: These 34Ds are staying put, CS.
10:08 (819) Marshall: Hey, he's the one with the misery skates.
10:08 ** (820) Nikoda laughs. **
10:08 (820) Nikoda: Yeah, but he'll have to get through Shini.
10:09 (823) GerardPaloma: Misery skates! It's a brand new product from Spishak!
10:09 (819) Marshall: I like your fortunes where they are, personally. But hey, to each their own.
10:09 (820) Nikoda: True.
10:09 (825) Pollux: Misery skates?
10:09 (819) Marshall: *points to art* He said it.
10:09 (820) Nikoda: He did.
10:09 (821) arthurtuxedo: Welcome to the asylum, inmate 32.
10:09 (825) Pollux: I'd buy them! To go along with my Oblivion cigarettes!
10:09 ** (820) Nikoda laughs. **
10:09 (820) Nikoda: One causes cancer, the other lacerations.
10:09 (823) GerardPaloma: I am not a number! I am a free man!
10:09 (820) Nikoda: It's a win-win.
10:09 (825) Pollux: Thank you, Warden.
10:09 (819) Marshall: And my stylish, but too large, Belt of Oppression
10:10 ** (820) Nikoda laughs. **
10:10 (820) Nikoda: Well, you are from Texas.
10:10 (819) Marshall: ATTICA! ATTICA!
10:10 (821) arthurtuxedo: So what's the problem with the char sheet Bill? Won't download, or won't open?
10:10 (825) Pollux: But of course, then the Beer of Crime-Inducing Behavior might get jealous....
10:10 (819) Marshall: Damn dirty beer!
10:10 (813) Bill: Open office appears fucked.
10:10 (825) Pollux: I'd have to buy some of it too.
10:10 (819) Marshall: ...
10:10 (819) Marshall: I mean, I LOVES YOU, beer!
10:11 (820) Nikoda: Chimay is good beer.
10:11 (820) Nikoda: Those Belgium monks know what they're doing.
10:11 (820) Nikoda: Of course, they're monks so what else have they to do?
10:11 (823) GerardPaloma: Are they blind, too? I bet they're blind.
10:11 (821) arthurtuxedo: Open Office problems are often caused by poor moral fiber. Maybe you shouldn't have rolled all those doobies in high school
10:11 (813) Bill: Along with any terminal windows I open, the file system browser I'm using and Firefox is hanging.
10:11 (825) Pollux: And silent.
10:11 (820) Nikoda: Only the ones that masterbate.
10:11 ** (820) Nikoda thinks she spelled that really wrong. **
10:11 (823) GerardPaloma: yep
10:12 (819) Marshall: mastur
10:12 (813) Bill: Other than that everything is going swimmingly.
10:12 (825) Pollux: Every time you masturbate, God kills your apps.
10:12 (820) Nikoda: Yeah.
10:12 (819) Marshall: Damn dity god!
10:12 (819) Marshall: ...
10:12 (820) Nikoda: I thought God sent those big brown things after kittens.
10:12 (819) Marshall: dirty, too
10:12 (819) Marshall: Domokun!
10:12 ** (820) Nikoda points and laughs. **
10:12 (820) Nikoda: You're stupid too.
10:12 (820) Nikoda: OMG TMNT was so kickass!
10:12 (820) Nikoda: YOU HAVE TO SEEE IT
10:12 (819) Marshall: It's because I'm touching myself right now.
10:12 (821) arthurtuxedo: One step ahead of you
10:12 (823) GerardPaloma: Way ahead of you.
10:12 (820) Nikoda: That's how much you have to see it.
10:13 (820) Nikoda: Oh sush.
10:13 (825) Pollux: ....So, why is there a big-ass mech on the map?
10:13 (820) Nikoda: You two don't count.
10:13 (819) Marshall: sush a dity grl
10:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: Because OpenRPG has Alzheimer's
10:13 (820) Nikoda: Sometimers.
10:13 ** (820) Nikoda nods. **
10:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: And can't remember when I tell it to shrink the mini's
10:13 (820) Nikoda: It gets it right sometimes.
10:13 (825) Pollux: Eh, works for me.
10:14 (819) Marshall: That's how much death we're in for.
10:14 (820) Nikoda: Wonderful.
10:14 (819) Marshall: Big ass mechs gonna stomp us 10x peoples.
10:14 (825) Pollux: ....
10:14 (823) GerardPaloma: It's not like we've used the map this campaign, anyway.
10:14 (820) Nikoda: That's why we have Nemien who can't keep the killings down.
10:14 (825) Pollux: Is it too late to change my dude into say, a barber?
10:14 (825) Pollux: Or a lumberjack?
10:14 (820) Nikoda: Probably.
10:14 (825) Pollux: Damn.
10:15 (823) GerardPaloma: Who wears women's clothes.
10:15 (819) Marshall: And that's okay.
10:15 (825) Pollux: Damn. You got the reference.
10:15 ** (820) Nikoda nods. **
10:15 (820) Nikoda: He gets them all.
10:15 (820) Nikoda: He has no life.
10:15 ** (820) Nikoda grins and ducks. **
10:15 ** (823) GerardPaloma nods. **
10:15 (823) GerardPaloma: I can't argue with that.
10:16 (820) Nikoda: That's just sad.
10:16 (825) Pollux: You know, the little numbers in parentheses really detract from the cinimaticness of your emotes.
10:16 (820) Nikoda: You can get rid of those, dear.
10:16 (820) Nikoda: I think.
10:16 (820) Nikoda: I don't have them, so...
10:16 (823) GerardPaloma: You can...yeah, what she said.
10:16 (820) Nikoda: But I don't know how I did it.
10:17 (820) Nikoda: It was like a year ago.
10:17 (825) Pollux: Shame. I guess OpenRPG thinks we have those numbers tatooed into our skulls.
10:17 (820) Nikoda: Like totally.
10:17 (821) arthurtuxedo: Well, I do have them tattooed, but I can't speak for anyone else.
10:18 (825) Pollux: GUTEN TAG, PRISONER NO. 821! HAIL BIG BROTHER!!!
10:18 (820) Nikoda: OpenRPG>Settings>Chat Tab>ShowIDInChat change to 0
10:18 (820) Nikoda: I think that's how I did it.
10:18 (823) GerardPaloma: yep
10:18 (821) arthurtuxedo: Well, in any case, this is the story so far:
10:18 (820) Nikoda: Yay!
10:18 (820) Nikoda: Nemien is trying to get us killed.
10:18 (820) Nikoda: We should tie her up.
10:18 (825) Pollux: Starting?
10:18 (805) Nemien: Um...
10:18 (820) Autumn: Hello, dear.
10:19 (805) Nemien: In my defense I tried diplom-not shooting first.
10:19 (821) arthurtuxedo: The New York corporations were demolished by the army unleashed by the robot bunker that the last group of players unleashed at the end of the last campaign (you know who you are).
10:19 (820) Autumn: Of course you did, dear.
10:19 (821) arthurtuxedo: Actually, you did shoot first.
10:19 ** (820) Autumn grins. **
10:19 (825) Pollux: Damn. That means I'm probably out of a job.
10:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: The players barely escaped with their hides intact, managing to make it off Manhattan and into the Bronx before the damaged helicopter crashed.
10:20 (819) Jack-n-Penny: (w00ts)
10:20 ** (820) Autumn ((looks at the creepy monster and runs away screaming.)) **
10:20 (823) John: (wtf are Jack and Penny doing here?)
10:20 (813) Tom: That wasn't my fault... Honest!
10:20 (820) Autumn: (( That half man half woman thing is so wrong. ))
10:21 (819) Marshall: (( I have no idea what you're talking about ))
10:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: Deciding that the best course of action in unfamiliar territory was to open fire on the nearest armed locals, the group killed 15 members of a local gang (New York outside of Manhattan is controlled by gangs). The group is now in a pitched battle with the bulk of the gang's forces, seeking revenge.
10:21 (825) Fyodor: (( Yay for name changes.))
10:21 (820) Autumn: (( Pollux, are you yourself Russian or did you just choose that because it's fun? ))
10:22 (825) Fyodor: (( I am actually half-Chinese, 1/4-German. I chose Russian becuase Russia is a very awesome country.))
10:22 (819) Red Fox: (( Da! ))
10:22 (820) Autumn: (( Ha! Another half-Asian. Shini won't be alone! ))
10:23 (825) Fyodor: (( Yay! ))
10:23 (823) John: (In Soviet Russia, name chooses you!)
10:23 (825) Fyodor: (( Alright, typing with a Rus
10:23 (820) Autumn: (( I was waiting for someone to say something like that. ))
10:23 (820) Autumn: (( I hope we're not full of blah blah blah Russian chooses you jokes. ))
10:23 (821) arthurtuxedo: The battle opened with a quintet of commando's with military gear, which the group has dispatched three of. They were then joined by 30 thugs, who individually are not that well equipped or skilled, but who make up for it with numbers. Last, four armored pickup trucks rolled in, two with shooters in back, and two with mounted machineguns.
10:23 (820) Autumn: (( Shini does them all the time just cause. I can take only so much! ))
10:23 (823) John: (no, just the one)
10:24 (825) Fyodor: (( Jesus H. Christ, what type of gang is this?))
10:24 (819) Marshall: (( In Soviet Russia, joke punches you! ))
10:24 (820) Autumn: (( I'm still cripple girl on a stretcher, aren't I? Where did you hide me, Heath? ))
10:24 (823) John: (the one who fucks people up with their guntrucks.)
10:25 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Not like the gangs we have today. 2030 gangs rule the city, they're more like South American gangs that fight openly against the governments of their countries)
10:25 (823) John: (no, you're up, you're just cowering behind cover)
10:25 (813) Tom: (( Its not the one with your name on that you have to worry about, its the bullet with 'to whom it may concern' on. ))
10:25 (820) Autumn: (( Thanks. *laughs* ))
10:25 (825) Fyodor: (( Ah, so like little pseudonations?))
10:25 (823) John: (well, would you rather be out in the open, doing the bullet dance?)
10:26 (805) Nemien: (Am I behind cover?)
10:26 (821) arthurtuxedo: (They have a lot of ex-military in their ranks. They're not just a bunch of "yo, yo, yo" thugs wearing bling bling)
10:26 (820) Autumn: (( No. ))
10:26 (813) Tom: (( Yeah. Saved your life. ))
10:26 (820) Autumn: (( Like Snoop Dogg who can't get into England! ))
10:26 (825) Fyodor: (( Shit. The other type is usually easier to deal with. ))
10:26 (819) Marshall: (( or sylvester stalone who can't get into oz? ))
10:26 (820) Autumn: (( Yeah, thugs generally have bad aim and suck for hand to hand. ))
10:27 (825) Fyodor: (( So, uh, where will I, the corporate soldier, come in? ))
10:27 (813) Tom: (( Pity about the malfunction the turn before. That custom shoota of yours jammed. ))
10:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: Injuries stand as follows:
10:27 (820) Autumn: (( You'll kill things dead? Really really hard? ))
10:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: Autumn: Wounded (-2). Useless right leg.
10:27 (819) Marshall: (( ouch! ))
10:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: Tom: Damaged left arm (-5). Hurt (-1).
10:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: John: Hurt left shoulder (-1). Damaged right leg (-5). Hurt (-1).
10:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: Marshall: Right ankle useless. Wounded (-2, cannot sprint).
10:28 (820) Autumn: (( Like he could before. ))
10:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: Nemien: No injuries, but custom rifle is jammed, and won't fire.
10:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: Soldier 2 / 3: Incapacitated.
10:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: Soldier 3 / 3: Incapacitated.
10:28 (819) Marshall: (( Hey! I can sprint! Just not very far. ))
10:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: Enemy Commando 1 / 2: Hurt left arm (-1), injured right arm (-2), Injured (-1).
10:29 (820) Autumn: (( Only when running away. ))
10:29 (821) arthurtuxedo: Enemy Commandoes 3, 4, and 5: Dead.
10:29 (825) Fyodor: (( Burnage. ))
10:29 (821) arthurtuxedo: Everyone else: Unhurt
10:29 (819) Marshall: (( bah. that didn't even singe my eyebrows ))
10:30 (820) Autumn: (( That's because you cower. ))
10:30 (825) Fyodor: (( Damn. ))
10:30 (823) John: (now that's a burn)
10:30 (825) Fyodor: (( *laughs* ))
10:30 (819) Marshall: (( I learned it by watching you, okay! ))
10:30 (820) Autumn: (( I never said I was nice. ))
10:30 (820) Autumn: (( Hey, I'm a gimp and I was being controlled by a DOCTOR. ))
10:31 (821) arthurtuxedo: Distance to the commandoes is 50 meters, distance to the scout hiding in the car is 70 meters, distance to the thugs and the trucks is 80 meters. Fyodor has come around the corner, 20 meters from the group and sees the battle. He notices the corporate insignias on the soldiers and the crashed chopper.
10:31 (820) Autumn: (( He can handle only so much sexual healing practices. ))
10:31 (823) John: (plus, you can't hit the broadside of a barn.)
10:31 (820) Autumn: (( Fuk Yu. ))
10:31 (825) Fyodor: (( Oh shit. I'm gonna die.))
10:32 (813) Tom: (( Welcome to the club... ))
10:32 (821) arthurtuxedo: (When we start, everyone can furnish a one-sentence description of their character that Fyodor sees)
10:32 (825) Fyodor: ( Uh, so, is there anything to duck behind, to protect me from the guns? )
10:32 (820) Autumn: (( I like how he's just out for a stroll and...oops, a fire fight! ))
10:32 (821) arthurtuxedo: * * * Session 7 Start * * *
10:33 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Cover takes 1d3 rounds to find, and provides Resistance of 1d10 + 10. Good cover takes 1d6 rounds, and provides 2d20 + 20.)
10:33 (825) Fyodor: "Feh... I never get to do anything!! Never!!! Everyone else always gets to shoot people, but me?!? I have to -"
10:33 ** (819) Marshall is hunkered down behind some burned out shell that resembles what was at one time a nice car. He is seemingly oblivious to the battle around him, instead he is intently focused on the laptop in front of him. **
10:33 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Cover scouted ahead of time has the maximum resistance of 40)
10:34 (825) Fyodor: *turns corner* "Ah, shit."
10:34 ** (820) Autumn is a small attractive woman with an athletic figure, alluring smile, light brown hair, dark brown eyes, olive skin, and a bum right leg hiding behind...something. **
10:34 (805) Nemien: (Nemien: A tall, heavily muscled woman, with two cybernetic arms. She wears a visor on her head, and a constant, disturbing smile.)
10:35 (820) Autumn: (( Fitting as she's constantly disturbing. ))
10:35 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Things to hide behind: Chunks of concrete from nearby buildings, holes in the street, burnt out cars, etc.)
10:35 ** (823) John is somewhat of a pretty boy, who looks like he's been awake for days. He's got a large bag next to him, and is currently swapping weapons from cover. **
10:35 (813) Tom: (( A man in body armour and a ballistic helmet wearing a helicopter pilot's flightsuit and cowering behind a huge piece of rubble. He's getting a HK53 carbine ready to shoot. ))
10:36 (820) Autumn: (( Wow....Poe just came on the radio...I haven't heard Poe in ages. ))
10:39 (819) Marshall: (sorry, I've distracted the gm with technical questions)
10:39 (820) Autumn: (( You would you bitch. ))
10:40 ** (819) Marshall the whore **
10:40 (821) arthurtuxedo: Round 8
10:40 (820) Autumn: (( Only if you're my whore. I'll take good care of you, baby. ))
10:40 (825) Fyodor: (Fyodor is a tall and muscular man clad in a military uniform, wearing a helmet and armor vest, and carrying a rifle slung on his back. He is standing dumbfounded in the middle of a street.)
10:40 (821) arthurtuxedo: Ranges 50 meters to the commandoes, 70 to the scout, 80 to the thugs and trucks. 70, 90, 100 for Fyodor. Nobody seems to have noticed Fyodor yet.
10:40 (805) Nemien: [2d10+24] -> [7,10,24] = (41)
10:41 ** (820) Autumn sees the man that looks decidedly Russian in the middle of the street and thinks he might be in some deep shit. **
10:41 (805) Nemien: [41+1d10] -> [41,4] = (45)
10:41 (813) Tom: [1d10+16] -> [9,16] = (25) (IIRC)
10:41 (825) Fyodor: Okay, uh, I look for the nearest large solid thing that will protect me from the bullet-shooting guns.
10:41 (823) John: [1d10+18] -> [2,18] = (20)
10:41 (820) Autumn: (( If she's not going to do much other than hide, is there any point to roll init? ))
10:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: (No)
10:42 (819) Marshall: soldier 1: [1d10+18] -> [1,18] = (19)
10:42 (819) Marshall: [19-1d10] -> [19,-7] = (12)
10:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: Commandoes: [1d10 + 18] -> [8,18] = (26)
10:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: Thugs: [1d10 + 14] -> [1,14] = (15)
10:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: [15 - 1d10] -> [15,-1] = (14)
10:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: Pickups: [1d10 + 16] -> [1,16] = (17)
10:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: [17 - 1d10] -> [17,-7] = (10)
10:43 (825) Fyodor: (( Uh, what if I'm not holding a weapon? ))
10:43 (825) Fyodor: (( What would my initiative be? ))
10:43 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Initiative is just whatever I put on the weapon table)
10:43 (819) Marshall: Marshall: [1d10+19] -> [2,19] = (21)
10:43 (813) Tom: (( I just used my armed initiative ))
10:43 ** (820) Autumn sees everyone getting ready to needlessly slaughter some more and wonders if she got her hands on a megaphone or found it in her to yell really loud, if she could put at least a pause to it all. **
10:44 (825) Fyodor: [1d10+16] -> [5,16] = (21)
10:44 ** (819) Marshall looks up sharply. "Tom! Tom! Give me your radio!" **
10:44 ** (823) John (thinks Autumn is deluding herself) **
10:44 (821) arthurtuxedo: 1. Nemien
10:44 (821) arthurtuxedo: 2. Tom
10:44 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3. Commandoes
10:44 (821) arthurtuxedo: 4. Marshall, Fyodor
10:45 ** (820) Autumn ((just wants to make sure more don't die.)) **
10:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5. John
10:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: 6. Soldier 1
10:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: 7. Thugs
10:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: 8. Pickup crew
10:46 (805) Nemien: Nemien fires off 6 shots. (The first 2 at the commandos, and the others at thugs, 2 at the machine gun wielders. [2d10+22] -> [6,6,22] = (34) [2d10+25] -> [4,1,25] = (30) [2d10+25] -> [6,3,25] = (34) [2d10+25] -> [2,9,25] = (36) [2d10+25-4] -> [10,4,25,-4] = (35) 2d10+25-4])
10:46 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Nemien has an M8 right now that she picked up in an earlier session. Stats are pretty much the same as the M4)
10:46 (805) Nemien: (Yes. Thats what I am using.)
10:47 (805) Nemien: [30-1d10] -> [30,-5] = (25) [2d10+25-4] -> [9,6,25,-4] = (36)
10:47 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Full auto, right?)
10:48 (805) Nemien: (Yes. Do I need to roll for location now?)
10:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Yep. Six locations, 1d10 for general 1d20 for pinpoint)
10:49 (805) Nemien: [1d10] -> [10] = (10)[1d20] -> [6] = (6)[1d10] -> [10] = (10)[1d20] -> [11] = (11)[1d10] -> [5] = (5)[1d20] -> [3] = (3)[1d10] -> [3] = (3)[1d20] -> [13] = (13)[1d10] -> [9] = (9)[1d20] -> [16] = (16)[1d10] -> [10] = (10)[1d20] -> [1] = (1)
10:51 (821) arthurtuxedo: Commando 1: General head. 14 dmg + 3 pen - 14 res = 3 damage * 2 severity = 6 damage. Status = Wounded (-2)
10:51 (821) arthurtuxedo: The first commando catches a round in the forehead. His helmet takes the brunt of the blow, but the remainder still seriously injures him.
10:52 (821) arthurtuxedo: The second commando takes a painful, but not life threatening shot to the right ear, tearing off a hunk of flesh.
10:53 (821) arthurtuxedo: Thugs: [2d3] -> [1,1] = (2) 1= A thug behind cover, 2 = A thug with aim, 3 = A thug shooting from the hip
10:53 (821) arthurtuxedo: Resistance for thugs 1 and 2: [1d10 + 10] -> [6,10] = (16)
10:54 (821) arthurtuxedo: Nemien's rounds tear through the debris the thugs are using for cover, but emerge from the other side with so little momentum that they simple bounce off their kevlar vests.
10:56 (821) arthurtuxedo: Dmg 14 -3 penetration = 11 / 2 = 6 damage. Status = Wounded (-2)
10:56 (821) arthurtuxedo: The first shot against a machine gunner hits in the torso area, which is shielded by the body of the truck, and bounces off. The second machine gunner takes a glancing shot to the head that curves around the skull, but still injures him.
10:56 ** (813) Tom takes the opportunity to stay under cover as he searches his pockets for a radio. As far as he's aware the only commo gear he has is his cellphone, if it still works... **
10:57 (813) Tom: "Don't think I have one, mate."
10:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: Commando 1 fires a burst at soldier #1:
10:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: DF = 15 + 5 range + 5 called shot - 2 follow-up shot [15 + 5 + 5 - 2] -> 23
10:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: [1d10 + 18] -> [8,18] = (26)
10:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: [1d20] -> [9] = (9)
11:00 (819) Marshall: (( feh. soldiers all fall down ))
11:00 (821) arthurtuxedo: 14 dmg - 3 penetration = 11 dmg * 1.5 = 16 dmg. Status = Dead.
11:00 (820) Autumn: (( Marco? ))
11:00 (821) arthurtuxedo: Soldier #1 takes a round to the nose, where his helmet does not protect him. The bullet blasts a hole through one side of his head and exits through the other. He drops.
11:01 (820) Autumn: (( My stuffs just went away except the main chat place and the bar for typing in text. ))
11:01 (821) arthurtuxedo: Commando #2 takes a shot at Nemien (same DF): [1d10 + 18 - 4] -> [6,18,-4] = (20)
11:01 (819) Marshall: (( you clicked on somethings! ))
11:01 (821) arthurtuxedo: The rounds batter harmlessly into Nemien's cover.
11:01 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Marshall and Fyodors' turns)
11:02 (819) Marshall: (( how far to the nearest (dead or incapacitated) soldier? ))
11:02 ** (825) Fyodor looks for some cover while no one notices him, to protect him from the bullet-shooting guns. **
11:03 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Not very, 1 round's worth of movement)
11:03 (821) arthurtuxedo: (1d3 for cover finding time, or 1d6 if you want something more solid)
11:04 (825) Fyodor: [1d6] -> [5] = (5)
11:04 (825) Fyodor: Damn.
11:04 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Fyodor will find cover on Round 12)
11:04 (821) arthurtuxedo: (John's turn)
11:04 ** (819) Marshall looks dejectedly at his laptop screen before remembering there are other people around who probably had radios. He sees the body of the nearest soldier and decides he won't be needing his radio and begins to crawl to him. **
11:05 ** (823) John sets down his P90, and rummages in the bag for the M8. **
11:05 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Soldier 1 is too dead to take his turn)
11:05 (820) Autumn: (( Bummer. ))
11:06 (821) arthurtuxedo: The thugs continue their withering hail of full-auto fire.
11:06 (820) Autumn: [1d8] -> [7] = (7)
11:06 (820) Autumn: (( Well, one button came back. *laughs* ))
11:06 (821) arthurtuxedo: DF = [15 + 8 -4] -> 19
11:06 ** (819) Soldier1 mourns his being not alive anymore. **
11:07 (821) arthurtuxedo: DF for snap-shooters: [15+15-4] -> 26
11:07 (821) arthurtuxedo: Aimed shots, 5 or better is a hit: [20d10] -> [7,10,3,3,7,8,3,8,3,5,2,5,4,3,8,2,5,10,6,7] = (109)
11:08 (825) Fyodor: (( Oh shit. ))
11:10 (821) arthurtuxedo: 12 hits. 1 = Nemien, 2 = Tom (is anyone else firing from cover?)
11:10 (819) Marshall: (( no one who's alive ))
11:10 (821) arthurtuxedo: [12d2] -> [1,2,2,2,2,1,1,2,1,1,1,1] = (17)
11:11 (821) arthurtuxedo: 7 toward Nemien: [7d10] -> [1,9,8,5,6,7,8] = (44) [7d20] -> [11,1,12,17,20,12,6] = (79)
11:11 (821) arthurtuxedo: Dozens of rounds sail toward Nemien's position, but none strike the exposed head or right arm.
11:11 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5 toward Tom: [7d10] -> [2,1,6,3,2,4,3] = (21) [7d20] -> [3,14,19,3,13,6,10] = (68)
11:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: 15 damage - 2 penetration = 13 damage. Right arm = Crippled (action point?)
11:13 (864) Bill (enter): 11:13
11:14 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Your character is getting shot. I'll repeat the last thing that was said)
11:14 (821) arthurtuxedo: 15 damage - 2 penetration = 13 damage. Right arm = Crippled (action point?)
11:14 (825) Fyodor: (( Okay, have to eat. Be back in a bit. ))
11:14 (864) Tom: (( Behind total cover! ))
11:14 (821) arthurtuxedo: (I thought you popped up to fire the HK 53)
11:15 (864) Tom: (( Nope. Checking pockets for a non-existant radio ))
11:15 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Oh, OK, in that case...)
11:16 (805) Nemien: (8 armor, -3 severity.)
11:16 (864) Tom: (( I'm liking this hiding. It keeps me alive :D ))
11:16 (820) Autumn: (( Yeah, it's handy for that. ))
11:16 (821) arthurtuxedo: 15 damage + 2 penetration - 18 resistance = no damage. Bleedthrough = 3 damage * 0.5 severity = 2 damage. Right arm = Hurt (-1).
11:17 (821) arthurtuxedo: Nemien takes a shot in the arm (and not the medical kind). Her armor and cybernetics soften most of the blow.
11:18 (821) arthurtuxedo: The pickup crew brings up their sights and prepare to fire.
11:18 (821) arthurtuxedo: Round 9
11:18 (864) Tom: [1d10+16] -> [3,16] = (19)
11:18 (820) Autumn: (( I need to restart OpenRPG. brb ))
11:18 (805) Nemien: [2d10+23] -> [6,2,23] = (31)
11:18 (820) Autumn: If sex is a pain in the ass, you're doing it wrong.
11:18 (823) John: [1d10+18] -> [3,18] = (21)
11:18 (820) Autumn (exit): 11:18
11:19 (821) arthurtuxedo: Commandoes: [1d10 + 18 - 2] -> [10,18,-2] = (26)
11:19 (821) arthurtuxedo: [26 + 1d10] -> [26,10] = (36)
11:19 (821) arthurtuxedo: [36 + 1d10] -> [36,3] = (39)
11:19 (872) Autumn (enter): 11:19
11:19 (805) Nemien: (How long would it take to get my gun up and running?)
11:19 (821) arthurtuxedo: (You would have to inspect the problem first to find out)
11:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: (That would take 1 round)
11:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: Thugs: [1d10 + 14] -> [6,14] = (20)
11:20 (819) Marshall: (( we've got time ))
11:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: Pickup crew: [1d10 + 16] -> [6,16] = (22)
11:20 (805) Nemien: (May they'll run out of ammo.)
11:21 (819) Marshall: (( who new nemien was a commedianne? ))
11:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: 1. Commandoes
11:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: 2. Nemien
11:21 (872) Autumn: (( That was bad poetry, dude. ))
11:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3. Pickup crew
11:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: 4. John
11:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5. Thugs
11:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: 6. Tom
11:22 (825) Fyodor: (Back.)
11:22 (872) Autumn: (( What'd you eat? ))
11:22 (825) Fyodor: Meat n' Potatoes.
11:22 (825) Fyodor: (( Yum. ))
11:22 (821) arthurtuxedo: The commandoes continue firing 3 shot bursts aimed at Nemien's head (DF 23). [1d10 + 18 - 4] -> [10,18,-4] = (24) [1d10 + 18 - 2] -> [3,18,-2] = (19)
11:22 (821) arthurtuxedo: [24 + 1d10] -> [24,2] = (26)
11:22 (872) Autumn: (( Yes, very much yum. ))
11:23 (821) arthurtuxedo: [1d10] -> [7] = (7) [1d20] -> [5] = (5)
11:23 (819) Marshall: (( that's not a euphamism, is it? ))
11:23 (825) Fyodor: (( Specifically, sausage and potatoes. ))
11:23 (825) Fyodor: (( Very Russian. ))
11:23 (825) Fyodor: (( No. ))
11:23 (872) Autumn: (( Sausage is good. Portuguese sausage is the best. ))
11:24 (823) John: (yeah, you love the sausage.)
11:24 (819) Marshall: (( as much as she possibly can ))
11:24 (825) Fyodor: (( Meh, I live in Redding. It's amazing they actually have interweb service up here. No chance of purcahsing it. ))
11:24 (805) Nemien: (18 armor, -1 severity I think.)
11:24 (872) Autumn: (( Don't be knocking the only interaction with female you two ever get. ))
11:25 (825) Fyodor: (( Oh, GOD!!! You fried my brain. ))
11:25 (821) arthurtuxedo: [2d20] -> [16,10] = (26)
11:25 (819) Marshall: (( market st. should have something - but that's not an easy trek ))
11:25 (825) Fyodor: (( I really must improve my ability to recognize euphemisms. ))
11:25 (872) Autumn: (( Yeah, I'm not always on the ball with that myself. ))
11:25 (819) Marshall: (( what do you mean? I interact all the time. Clicking "play" is intereacting, right? ))
11:25 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Two of the hits are negligable, so I'll just count the worst one)
11:26 (825) Fyodor: (( So, those mech things are the bad dudes, correct? ))
11:26 (821) arthurtuxedo: Brainstem shot. 3 bleedthrough damage * 3 severity = 9 damage. All limbs = Damaged (-5). (Action point?)
11:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Well, they're supposed to represent that, but this battle is a little too large scale to bother with the battle map)
11:27 (872) Autumn: (( About as interactive as this: http://www.sub-shop.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=4073 ))
11:27 (805) Nemien: (Yes.)
11:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: (DF 23) [1d10 + 18 - 4] -> [5,18,-4] = (19)
11:27 (825) Fyodor: (Okay, good.)
11:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: The commandoes continue to fire into Nemien's cover.
11:28 (819) Marshall: (( you know, you have that website pretty handy a lot of the time... ))
11:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: (This machine don't work for nobody but you)
11:28 (872) Autumn: (( They sell nice corsets. ))
11:28 (872) Autumn: (( Plus, shit like that is hilarious. ))
11:28 (872) Autumn: (( And disturbing enough to stick with you. ))
11:29 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Nemien's turn)
11:29 (823) John: (they used something like that on Howard Stern once.)
11:29 (805) Nemien: Nemien inspects her rifle, dissapointed by the results of the M8. (Craftsmanship roll: [1d10+7] -> [5,7] = (12) (And also ducks behind cover.)
11:30 (872) Autumn: (( I'm sure the used something like that on Howard Stern far more than once. ))
11:30 (823) John: (well, yeah.)
11:30 (813) Tom (exit): 11:30
11:30 (872) Autumn: (( Probably give one to every 35 year old virgin they get on there--you guys should be getting one in about ten years...CS got his just last year. ;o) ))
11:32 (823) John: (uh. huh. No, I don't think so.)
11:32 (825) Fyodor: (( Yay!! I have a picture for Fyodor's mini!))
11:34 (872) Autumn: (( ...Bolivia has a....Navy...and they just now are able to sail because of flooding....but...Bolivia has a....Navy... ))
11:34 (819) Marshall: ...
11:34 (821) arthurtuxedo: Nemien looks at the rifle for a while, trying to figure out the source of the jam. After realizing she's holding it upside down, she still can't figure out what the problem is.
11:34 (821) arthurtuxedo: ( :) )
11:35 (805) Nemien: (:()
11:35 (872) Autumn: (( Bolivia's Navy patrols Lake Titicaca...that is hilarious...poor Bolivia. ))
11:35 (823) John: (poor bastards)
11:36 (872) Autumn: (( Have you played Zelda yet? I just remembered your Wii! Zelda!!! ))
11:36 (821) arthurtuxedo: The trucks come toward the group, picking up speed. The shooters in back open fire. DF = [15 + 8 - 4 + 2] -> 21
11:36 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5 or better is a hit: [8d10] -> [6,10,9,1,3,3,7,7] = (46)
11:36 (823) John: (yes, I have partaken of the Zelda. And subsequently lost 3 hours.)
11:37 (821) arthurtuxedo: Since no one is exposed, no one takes any hits.
11:37 (872) Autumn: (( Sweet. ))
11:37 (821) arthurtuxedo: The machine gunners hold their fire.
11:37 (821) arthurtuxedo: (John's turn)
11:38 ** (823) John peeks over the barricade, and after seeing the trucks hurtling towards the group, ducks back down. **
11:38 (872) Autumn: (( I don't suppose holding up something white and waving it about will call a temporary truce so we can talk to these people? ))
11:39 (864) Tom: (( I haven't shot anyone yet... Do you think that will matter to them? ))
11:39 (825) Fyodor: (( TREASON!! That color is way beyond our clearance level! ))
11:39 (872) Autumn: (( They're only firing at us because Nemien slaughtered their men for no reason. ))
11:40 (864) Tom: (( Quick! Shoot the commie mutant traitor! ))
11:40 (821) arthurtuxedo: (You killed 15 of their guys without provocation, including shooting some in the back.)
11:40 (821) arthurtuxedo: (The time for talk is pretty much past)
11:41 (825) Fyodor: ( Shit. )
11:41 (821) arthurtuxedo: The fire ceases from the snap-shooting thugs, who have expended their mags. They start reloading.
11:41 (821) arthurtuxedo: With no one to shoot at, the fire ceases from the others as well. The exposed aimers look for cover [1d3] -> [1] = (1)
11:42 (825) Fyodor: ((....they get a 1! damn.))
11:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Tom's turn)
11:44 ** (864) Tom leans out of cover and opens fire on the pick ups. [1d10+13-6] -> [4,13,-6] = (11) **
11:44 (825) Fyodor: (( There goes your "I haven't shot anyone yet." ))
11:44 (872) Autumn: (( I thought Fyodor had grenades. ))
11:44 (864) Tom: (( Fully automatic, unaimed fire ftw! ))
11:45 (823) John: (no, I don't think he's shot anyone yet)
11:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: DF = [15 + 8 - 4] -> 19
11:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: Tom fires in the general direction of the trucks.
11:45 (825) Fyodor: (( He does. He just wants to find a nice place to hide. ))
11:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: Round 10
11:45 (864) Tom: [1d10+16] -> [4,16] = (20)
11:45 (805) Nemien: [2d10+23] -> [3,5,23] = (31)
11:45 (872) Autumn: (( I imagine grenades would provide a decent smoke screen if they get rolled under the trucks. ))
11:45 (825) Fyodor: (( Though seeing as it will take awhile... ))
11:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: Distance 50 to commandoes, 70 to scout, 76 to trucks, 80 to thugs
11:45 (825) Fyodor: [1d10+16] -> [10,16] = (26)
11:46 (819) Marshall: [1d10+19] -> [2,19] = (21)
11:46 (823) John: [1d10+18] -> [2,18] = (20)
11:46 (872) Autumn: (( Ooh. A 10. ))
11:46 (821) arthurtuxedo: Commandoes: [1d10 + 18 - 2] -> [5,18,-2] = (21)
11:46 (819) Marshall: (dammit. I'll never succeed with those kinds of rolls)
11:46 (825) Fyodor: (( DAMN IT!!!))
11:46 (821) arthurtuxedo: Thugs: [1d10 + 14] -> [4,14] = (18)
11:46 (821) arthurtuxedo: Trucks: [1d10 + 16] -> [7,16] = (23)
11:46 (821) arthurtuxedo: (For a 10, take 26 and add another 1d10)
11:47 (864) Tom: (( Is an AP re-roll possible for initiative? ))
11:47 (825) Fyodor: [1d10] -> [6] = (6)
11:47 (821) arthurtuxedo: (I suppose so. Seems wasteful, though)
11:47 (864) Tom: [1d10+16] -> [6,16] = (22)
11:47 (872) Autumn: (( You want 1 d 10 plus 26, dear. ))
11:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: 1. Fyodor
11:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: 2. Nemien
11:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3. Trucks
11:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: 4. Tom
11:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5. Marshall, Commandoes
11:49 (821) arthurtuxedo: 6. John
11:49 (821) arthurtuxedo: 7. Thugs
11:49 (864) Tom: (( I just want to get behind my beautiful cover before I do the bullet dance. ))
11:50 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Fyodor's turn)
11:50 ** (825) Fyodor says "To hell with this govno." and lobs a grenade at whatever enemy is the closest. **
11:51 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Roll 1d10 + your attack value on the weapon chart)
11:51 (825) Fyodor: (AT, correct?)
11:51 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Right)
11:52 (825) Fyodor: [1d10+17] -> [8,17] = (25)
11:54 (821) arthurtuxedo: DF = [15 + 8] -> 23
11:54 (872) Autumn: (( brb ))
11:56 (821) arthurtuxedo: Nobody having noticed Fyodor before, everyone's attention is momentarily drawn to the pineapple shaped object flying gracefully through the air. The grenade lands behind the first commando's cover and explodes.
11:57 (821) arthurtuxedo: [3d6] -> [2,4,2] = (8) shards.
11:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: [8d10] -> [5,4,2,3,5,9,7,1] = (36) [8d20] -> [15,6,17,5,5,18,15,14] = (95)
12:01 (821) arthurtuxedo: The shards are stopped by the man's armor, but the concussive force from the impacts injures his hip and ankle. Left leg and right legs both = Injured (-2)
12:02 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Nemien's turn)
12:02 (805) Nemien: Nemien drops her M8, and draws her pistol from a hidden holster in her leg. (One the second and third fases she opens fire using her wrist camera, aiming at the machine gun wielders.. 2 shots to each, called shots to the eyes.) [2d10+24-7] -> [2,6,24,-7] = (25)[2d10+24-7] -> [3,8,24,-7] = (28)[2d10+24-7] -> [1,5,24,-7] = (23)[2d10+24-7] -> [4,6,24,-7] = (27) (9 damage, 1 penetration)
12:02 (805) Nemien: [23-1d10] -> [23,-2] = (21)
12:03 (821) arthurtuxedo: DF = [15 + 10 + 12] -> 37
12:04 (821) arthurtuxedo: PTM at range 80 for 93R = 8 or better absolute d10 roll to hit.
12:05 (821) arthurtuxedo: Nemien fires some shots at the machine gunners from behind cover. They do not hit, but some come close.
12:05 (825) Fyodor: (( What is PTM?))
12:06 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Propensity to miss, the inherent accuracy of the weapon. You can be dead-on accurate with a pistol at 200 meters, but the gun itself simply isn't that accurate)
12:06 (825) Fyodor: (( Ah, I see. ))
12:06 (821) arthurtuxedo: (The PTM on the weapon table is the starting one, and it increases by 1 point every time the gun's range is reached)
12:07 (821) arthurtuxedo: (So the PTM for her Range 10 pistol at Range 80 is 8, meaning that the absolute d10 roll on her attack must be 8 or better)
12:08 (825) Fyodor: (( Okay, I see. Range is measured in metres, correct? ))
12:08 (821) arthurtuxedo: (I hope you didn't invest too much love and care into Fyodor, Pollux, because he's standing out in the open and it's the machinegunners turns right now)
12:08 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Correct)
12:08 (821) arthurtuxedo: The machinegunners open fire on the two exposed targets. 1 = Fyodor, 2 = Tom [2d2] -> [2,1] = (3)
12:09 (872) Autumn: (( RIP Commie. ))
12:09 (825) Fyodor: (( Well, I did save a bunch on his life insurance by switching....))
12:09 (872) Autumn: (( Good for you. ))
12:09 ** (825) Fyodor says "I fucking hate Mondays." **
12:10 (864) Tom: (( I live in hope of a hell of a lot of misses. ))
12:10 (819) Marshall: (( lucky for you, it's thursday ))
12:11 ** (825) Fyodor says "And Thursdays. Those are even worse!" as the guns fire at him. **
12:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: Toward Fyodor: [1d10 + 16 + 6 - 6] -> [2,16,6,-6] = (18) vs. DF [15 + 8] -> 23
12:13 (825) Fyodor: (( Please don't get a 48 or higher...please don't get a 48 or higher...please don't get a 48 or higher...))
12:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: Toward Tom: [1d10 + 16 + 6 - 6 -1] -> [7,16,6,-6,-1] = (22) vs DF 23
12:14 (821) arthurtuxedo: The machinegunners open up, but the strong recoil throws their initial aim off. Bullets pound the area around Fyodor and Tom.
12:14 (872) Autumn: (( Dance! ))
12:14 (821) arthurtuxedo: Shooters in back [8d2] -> [1,2,2,2,2,1,1,2] = (13)
12:14 (819) Marshall: (( you should embrace your thursday ))
12:15 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3 toward Fyodor: [1d10 + 16 + 4 - 1] -> [9,16,4,-1] = (28) vs. DF 23
12:15 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3 toward Fyodor: [1d10 + 16 + 4 - 1] -> [1,16,4,-1] = (20) vs. DF 23
12:15 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3 toward Fyodor: [1d10 + 16 + 4 - 1] -> [1,16,4,-1] = (20) vs. DF 23
12:15 ** (825) Fyodor as bullets whizz around him, Fyodor yells "Pizda!!" **
12:15 (821) arthurtuxedo: 6 hits on Fyodor: [6d10] -> [9,7,3,6,10,3] = (38) [6d20] -> [14,12,7,1,12,2] = (48)
12:16 (825) Fyodor: (( NOOOOOO!!!! IT GOT EXACTLY 48!!! ))
12:16 (872) Autumn: (( Art's a bitch that way. ))
12:16 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Action Point? An Action Point is something you get one of per session that allows you to reroll a roll or force an enemy to reroll his)
12:17 (825) Fyodor: (( Sure. ))
12:17 (823) John: (cause otherwise, you're taking a bullet in the eye)
12:17 (819) Marshall: (( IN THE EYE! @_o ))
12:17 (825) Fyodor: (( How much are cybernetic eyes? ))
12:17 (872) Autumn: (( Arrr! ))
12:17 (805) Nemien: (Not thay much really.)
12:17 (872) Autumn: (( Might not matter if it continues through to your brain. ))
12:17 (821) arthurtuxedo: (If no action point is spent): In addition to other bullets that riddle Fyodor's body, one hits him in the left eye and enters his brain. A barn door is blown out the back of Fyodor's young head, and he falls face down in the asphalt, never having known the touch of a woman.
12:17 (825) Fyodor: (( Less than $20, I hope. ))
12:18 (823) John: (lol)
12:18 (825) Fyodor: (( .... Use action point, please. ))
12:18 (819) Marshall: (( c'mon 58! ))
12:18 (821) arthurtuxedo: AP reroll: [1d10 + 16 + 4 - 1] -> [9,16,4,-1] = (28) vs. DF 23
12:18 (821) arthurtuxedo: [6d10] -> [3,1,8,3,3,3] = (21) [6d20] -> [15,6,10,3,3,16] = (53)
12:18 (872) Autumn: (( Ouch. ))
12:18 (864) Tom: (( Aint that a bitch? ))
12:19 ** (825) Fyodor coughs "HURCK!! bleh...." **
12:19 (872) Autumn: (( Way to go! Kill the n00b! This has gotta be good for business. ))
12:19 (825) Fyodor: (( Hand me another character sheet. ))
12:19 (823) John: (there aren't any killing shots, there, though. He'll live. For at least another second)
12:20 (825) Fyodor: (( hence, me managing to say "HURCK!! Bleh....." ))
12:20 ** (872) Autumn sees the boy about to die for no reason and thinks this is a damn shame. **
12:20 ** (872) Autumn contemplates waving her white bra about. **
12:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: Bullets trace a pattern on the left side of Fyodor's body, hitting him once in the leg and 5 times in the arm and shoulder.
12:22 (821) arthurtuxedo: Left Leg = Damaged (-5), Left Arm = Crippled (cannot be used, will never heal better than Hurt again without medical attn)
12:22 (872) Autumn: (( Damn. ))
12:23 (825) Fyodor: (( Hope the surgeon can help me. If I don't die of blood loss or something else first. ))
12:23 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5 toward Tom: [5d10] -> [7,10,10,4,4] = (35) vs. 6 or better needed
12:23 (821) arthurtuxedo: [1d10 + 10] -> [6,10] = (16) [1d10 + 10] -> [4,10] = (14)
12:23 ** (825) Fyodor yells "Aaaagh!!" as he falls to the cold hard ground. **
12:23 ** (872) Autumn sees a metal pole nearby and reaches for it. **
12:23 ** (872) Autumn cringes at the boy yelling. **
12:24 (821) arthurtuxedo: Total of 21 shots hit: [21d10] -> [3,3,8,2,9,6,4,2,3,2,1,5,7,9,8,9,8,4,4,10,6] = (113) [21d20] -> [12,2,8,2,1,7,14,17,13,11,1,12,2,2,20,8,3,19,13,9,1] = (177)
12:24 (864) Tom: (( Game over, man! Game over. ))
12:24 ** (872) Autumn quickly works her bra off and ties it to the pole and waves it in the air. **
12:24 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3 r. arm hits, 1 head hit: [4d20] -> [15,16,11,9] = (51)
12:24 ** (825) Fyodor mutters "Damn. this is great." **
12:24 (872) Autumn: (( We gonna get slaughtered. ))
12:25 ** (872) Autumn hopes someone on the other side with any sense will knock this shit off for at least a minute. **
12:25 ** (825) Fyodor groans "I never wanted to be a soldier anyway. I was drafted! I wanted to be a...lumberjack." **
12:26 (819) Marshall: (( "...and wear women's clothes... like Carmen Miranda... so ... pret..teh... ))
12:26 (825) Fyodor: "Leaping from tree to tree as they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia. The Redwood! The Larch! The Mighty Scots Pin...."
12:26 ** (825) Fyodor coughs horrendously. **
12:26 (864) Tom: (( Supresses urge to quote Monty Python with ease. ))
12:27 (823) John: (ruh oh)
12:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: Tom takes several hits to the right arm. His arm is blown off at the elbow. He also takes a shot to the nose, which blows a hole through the back of his head. (1d10 + Willpower roll vs. DF 15 to live)
12:28 (872) Autumn: (( Because lots of people survive holes to the backs of their heads. ))
12:28 (864) Tom: [1d10+8] -> [9,8] = (17)
12:28 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Roll 1d6)
12:28 (864) Tom: [1d6] -> [3] = (3)
12:28 (825) Fyodor: (( ...Well, uh.......actually, I can't think of anyone who has.))
12:29 (821) arthurtuxedo: With proper medical care, Tom will come out of his coma 4 momths shy of 3 years from now.
12:29 (823) John: (without proper medical care, he'll bleed out from his missing arm.)
12:29 ** (872) Autumn waves her makeshift flag more vigorously. **
12:29 (872) Autumn: Don't let more die!
12:29 (872) Autumn: This is getting us nowhere!
12:29 (825) Fyodor: (( Where the hell will you get medical care out here?!))
12:30 (872) Autumn: (( John' magic bag. ))
12:30 (864) Tom: (( Aka: A lucky bastard to survive... but not lucky enough to not get shredded! ))
12:30 (825) Fyodor: No, reeaally?
12:30 ** (823) John (raises his hand. I'm a doctor in the house!) **
12:30 (872) Autumn: (( 's ))
12:30 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Marshall's turn, and the commandoes)
12:30 (825) Fyodor: Seriously, anyone can see that we're properly fucked. *coughs up some blood*
12:31 ** (872) Autumn ((is trying.)) **
12:31 (821) arthurtuxedo: With only one exposed target, both commandoes open fire on poor Fyodor: [1d10 + 18 - 4] -> [8,18,-4] = (22) vs DF [15 + 8] -> 23
12:31 (821) arthurtuxedo: With only one exposed target, both commandoes open fire on poor Fyodor: [1d10 + 18 - 4] -> [8,18,-4] = (22) vs DF [15 + 8] -> 23
12:31 (825) Fyodor: "God, I hate Thursdays."
12:32 (821) arthurtuxedo: By sheer grace, Fyodor manages to escape injury.
12:32 ** (819) Marshall successfully makes his way to Soldier3's radio, he figures a way to connect it to his computer and then begins typing away furiously, amazingly still ignorant of the death and mayhem and what-all around him. cracking radio network [1d10+19] -> [4,19] = (23) **
12:32 (825) Fyodor: "On second thought, I love Thursdays!!"
12:32 (821) arthurtuxedo: (John's turn)
12:33 (825) Fyodor: "Medic!!"
12:33 ** (823) John pops up and yells like Rambo, while opening on full auto fire at the machine gunners down range. **
12:33 (823) John: [1d10+17+4] -> [6,17,4] = (27)
12:34 (821) arthurtuxedo: DF = [15 + 8] -> 23
12:34 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5 hits. Roll locations.
12:34 (823) John: [5d10] -> [2,4,3,6,7] = (22) [5d20] -> [13,17,17,3,7] = (57)
12:34 (819) Marshall: (( Say hello to John's little friend! ))
12:35 (872) Autumn: (( Woohoo! ))
12:35 (825) Fyodor: "No, you idiot!! You're a medic!! You're not supposed to get killed!!"
12:35 (872) Autumn: (( Oh...wrong little friend. Damn. ))
12:35 (819) Marshall: (( aww, she called him little ))
12:35 (821) arthurtuxedo: Yelling like a maniac, John opens fire on the machinegunners, whose armored position protects them from harm.
12:35 (825) Fyodor: "You're supposed to fix us! The idiots!! The ones who got shot to pieces!!"
12:35 (872) Autumn: (( Compared to a full sized human being, I'd hope it's little. ))
12:36 (823) John: (why prolong it?)
12:36 (821) arthurtuxedo: The thugs open fire on John and Fyodor: 1 = John, 2 = Fyodor. [20d2] -> [2,2,1,2,2,1,2,1,1,2,2,1,1,1,2,1,1,2,2,2] = (31)
12:36 (825) Fyodor: (( Shit. I'm dead. ))
12:37 (872) Autumn: (( I think there will be a club starting soon. ))
12:37 (821) arthurtuxedo: 9 toward John: [9d10] -> [6,4,5,3,10,10,6,10,4] = (58), 5 or better
12:37 (821) arthurtuxedo: [3d10] -> [10,10,4] = (24)
12:37 (864) Bill: (( The situation was pretty untenable anyway... ))
12:37 (821) arthurtuxedo: [2d10] -> [6,9] = (15)
12:37 (872) Autumn: (( Ouch. ))
12:37 (823) John: (goodnight everybody!)
12:38 (821) arthurtuxedo: 35 hits toward John: [35d10] -> [6,8,9,10,10,8,5,1,1,4,8,5,6,9,3,8,1,2,1,7,5,6,8,7,7,7,1,8,7,2,7,5,9,8,8] = (207)
12:38 (821) arthurtuxedo: 2 head, 1 r. arm: [3d20] -> [18,11,9] = (38)
12:39 (823) John: (oh god)
12:39 (821) arthurtuxedo: John is riddled with bullets, and one of them manages to hit him in the windpipe, blowing a huge hole in his neck where all the lifeblood drains out almost instantly.
12:39 ** (872) Autumn realizes they're not going to get out of this...at all...and decides to crawl out into the open and wait for her fate. **
12:39 (823) John: (might as well use an action point. Just for fun)
12:40 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Autumn can always claim she was a prisoner or something. Put her social skills to use)
12:40 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Which one do you want to reroll?)_
12:40 (872) Autumn: (( If they won't listen to a surrender flag, why would they listen to that? ))
12:40 (823) John: (the locations)
12:41 (872) Autumn: (( Besides, a pretty girl in a group of bloodlustly men...yeah...no. ))
12:41 (864) Bill: (( Maybe a gun-camera would be a good idea next time. It cuts down the possible headshots. ))
12:41 (821) arthurtuxedo: [35d10] -> [10,2,1,2,2,8,3,2,8,4,8,3,2,7,5,4,8,9,10,10,7,7,5,5,4,5,1,9,10,6,1,8,4,1,8] = (189)
12:41 (872) Autumn: (( Nah, just kill her off. There's no point. ))
12:41 (823) John: (even worse)
12:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: 4 head shots, 4 r. arm: [8d20] -> [12,3,3,8,14,3,6,10] = (59)
12:42 (872) Autumn: (( That sucks. ))
12:42 (821) arthurtuxedo: John is riddled with bullets, and one of them manages to hit him in the left eye, blowing a fist-sized hole through the back of his head. His brains splatter all over Autumn.
12:43 (823) John: (woot!)
12:43 (825) Fyodor: "Noooooo!! You bastards!! You shot the medic!! Haven't you scum heard of the goddamn Geneva Convention?!!?!!"
12:43 ** (872) Autumn looks at John and passes out. **
12:43 (821) arthurtuxedo: 11 toward Fyodor: [11d10] -> [4,3,8,4,3,3,4,9,1,5,6] = (50), 5 or better hits
12:43 (821) arthurtuxedo: 12 shots: [12d10] -> [3,2,2,4,8,3,4,6,7,6,3,9] = (57)
12:44 (821) arthurtuxedo: [12d20] -> [2,11,8,15,9,5,16,12,20,16,5,9] = (128)
12:44 (825) Fyodor: (( Shit. ))
12:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: (We'll only tabulate the shot that really counts)
12:45 (821) arthurtuxedo: Heart shot: 15 damage + 2 pen - 10 resistance = 7 damage * 8 severity [7*8] -> 56 damage vs. 14 HP
12:46 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Willpower roll vs. 15 to survive)
12:46 (825) Fyodor: d10 + 5?
12:46 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Right)
12:46 (825) Fyodor: [1d10+5] -> [2,5] = (7)
12:47 (825) Fyodor: "HURCK!!! bleh....."
12:47 (821) arthurtuxedo: Fyodor is hosed down with lead, and one shot penetrates his vest and goes right through his heart. His body spasms in place and he is dead before he hits the ground. A growing pool of blood marks the grave of this young soldier.
12:48 (819) Marshall: (( and his still with the not knowing the tender caress of a woman (or man, I won't judge) ))
12:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: (And I do believe that's the shortest lived character ever, both in terms of game time and real time)
12:48 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Of course, he had the misfortune to come in during the middle of a losing battle)
12:48 (872) Autumn: (( That's really sad. ))
12:49 (872) Autumn: (( Well, you're the one that invited him. ))
12:49 (825) Fyodor: (( Fyodor Nikolaievich Maranyev: November 17, 2012 - 2030. ))
12:49 (821) arthurtuxedo: In all the carnage, no one noticed one additional diesel engine sound until the last vehicle rolls around the corner.
12:50 (825) Fyodor: (( I think suicide may be the easiest way out. ))
12:50 (821) arthurtuxedo: The gang has taken a garbage truck, and added armor plating with several machineguns on the sides and a large cannon on top.
12:50 (819) Marshall: (( that's the one with the swedish bikini team ))
12:50 (821) arthurtuxedo: Range to garbage truck = 80
12:50 (823) John: (and their bikinis are made of hot lead.)
12:51 (821) arthurtuxedo: Round 10
12:51 (819) Marshall: [1d10+19] -> [8,19] = (27)
12:51 (821) arthurtuxedo: Distance to commandoes 50, pickup 56, scout 70, thugs 80, garbage tank 80
12:51 ** (872) Autumn is still passed out. **
12:51 (805) Nemien: [2d10+23] -> [7,6,23] = (36)
12:52 (825) Fyodor: (( So, that's Fyodor, Tom, and John. I think Nemien will be next. ))
12:53 (821) arthurtuxedo: Commandoes [1d10 + 18 - 2] -> [9,18,-2] = (25)
12:53 (821) arthurtuxedo: Pickup crew: [1d10 + 16] -> [8,16] = (24)
12:53 (821) arthurtuxedo: Thugs: [1d10 + 14] -> [9,14] = (23)
12:54 (821) arthurtuxedo: Garbage gunners: [1d10 + 18] -> [6,18] = (24)
12:54 (805) Nemien: (How far is the nearest building, or other place I cna hide in?)
12:54 (821) arthurtuxedo: Garbage cannon: [2d10 + 20] -> [9,3,20] = (32)
12:54 (864) Bill: (( I'd bet that Nemien would join Tom in the 'too badass to die, not badass enough to survive' club ))
12:55 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Nearest building is [1d10 + 10] -> [7,10] = (17) meters away)
12:55 (825) Fyodor: (( Perhaps. ))
12:56 (872) Autumn: (( I'm becoming really really irritated about the situation so instead of sticking around getting more irritated and throwing a huge fit and whatnot, I'm just going to go now. I hope the next game we all play together lasts more than four damned sessions. Bye guys. ))
12:56 (872) Autumn: If sex is a pain in the ass, you're doing it wrong.
12:56 (872) Autumn (exit): 12:56
12:56 (805) Nemien: Nemine turns on her chameleon armor, and attempts to sprint toward a building.
12:56 (821) arthurtuxedo: (I thought everyone was having fun with this blaze of glory, but OK. I'll talk to her later)
12:56 (823) John: (huh, ok.)
12:56 (805) Nemien: (I can jump 20 meters.)
12:57 (821) arthurtuxedo: 1. Nemien
12:57 (821) arthurtuxedo: 2. Cannon
12:57 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3. Marshall
12:57 (821) arthurtuxedo: 4. Cammondoes
12:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: 5. Pickup crew, garbage gunners
12:58 (819) Marshall: (( commontoes! ))
12:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: 6. Thugs
12:58 (825) Pollux: (( you say commahndos and I say camanders! ))
12:58 (821) arthurtuxedo: Deciding that discretion is the better part of valour, Nemien leaps through the air behind the nearest building.
01:02 (821) arthurtuxedo: With a thunderous roar the cannon fires an explosive shell at Nemien. [2d10 + 20] -> [7,8,20] = (35) vs. DF [20 + 15] -> 35
01:02 (821) arthurtuxedo: The shell hits the wall of the building, blasting through it and catching Nemien in the concussive shock wave.
01:03 (821) arthurtuxedo: 50 damage - [2d20 + 20] -> [9,3,20] = (32) building resistance - 18 resistance
01:04 (821) arthurtuxedo: Bleedthrough damage = 12 * Severity 0.5 = 6. Status = Injured (-1). Nemien is thrown backwards 5 meters and knocked prone.
01:05 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Marshall's turn)
01:05 (819) Marshall: (( oh. I was waiting for ... nvermind, there it is. okee... ))
01:06 ** (819) Marshall begins to deftly hack (by magic!) the corporate radio network. [1d10+19] -> [8,19] = (27) **
01:07 (821) arthurtuxedo: Seeing no one left, the commandoes reload, and the vehicles advance toward the players' positions, looking for any survivors.
01:08 (821) arthurtuxedo: Round 11
01:08 (819) Marshall: With a few deft keystrokes, Marshall cheers briefly.
01:08 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Forgot the thugs turns. They reload)
01:08 (805) Nemien: [2d10+23] -> [9,1,23] = (33)
01:08 (805) Nemien: [33-1d10] -> [33,-2] = (31)
01:09 (821) arthurtuxedo: All enemies go simultaneously after all players.
01:09 (821) arthurtuxedo: 1. Nemien
01:09 (821) arthurtuxedo: 2. Marshall
01:09 (821) arthurtuxedo: 3. Enemies
01:09 (821) arthurtuxedo: (I assume that Nemien just jumps from place to place to hightail it out of here?)
01:10 (805) Nemien: (Right)
01:11 (821) arthurtuxedo: Managing to hack into a computer controlled artillery rocket launcher, he cheers as he brings a rocket down directly onto the garbage truck. It is destroyed utterly.
01:11 (821) arthurtuxedo: The enemies stop in their tracks, wondering what the hell just happened to their prized vehicle with some of their best guys inside.
01:12 (821) arthurtuxedo: Round 12
01:12 (819) Marshall: (( how is it that I save the day with copious amounts of explosives? ))
01:12 (819) Marshall: [1d10+19] -> [1,19] = (20)
01:12 (819) Marshall: [19-1d10] -> [19,-10] = (9)
01:12 (821) arthurtuxedo: Marshall first, then the enemies. Nemien is long gone.
01:13 ** (819) Marshall chooses the next available target, one of the machinegunnery trucks. **
01:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: Marhsall doesn't manage to hack into any more rocket batteries, but he sends another rocket from the one he already had control of.
01:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: The gun truck erupts into a flaming pile of wreckage as another pinpoint smart-missile hits it squarely.
01:13 (821) arthurtuxedo: Panicked, the gang beats a hasty retreat in the opposite direction.
01:14 ** (819) Marshall cackles quasi-maniacally, not yet realizing how many people he is sending to their firey doom. **
01:14 (825) Pollux: (( Oh, now they all die. :P)
01:14 (821) arthurtuxedo: Round 13
01:14 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Is Marshall content with his victory, or does he call some more down just for the hell of it?)
01:15 ** (819) Marshall calls in another strike, looking to destroy the other gunnery vehicle before noticing that they are retreating. **
01:15 (821) arthurtuxedo: The other gun truck goes up in flames.
01:16 (819) Marshall: (( well, that's one way to make sure no one else gets to have their way with autumn. Sure, it's not the easist way... ))
01:16 (823) GerardPaloma: (lol)
01:16 (821) arthurtuxedo: Before Marshall can call anymore strikes in, a robot strike takes down the previously unknown missile launcher and Marshall's connection is severed. The gang retreats around the corner and out of view.
01:17 (825) Pollux: (( So, three dead, one fled, one unconcious, and one alive and triumphant. ))
01:17 (819) Marshall: (( who's still alive? marshall, autumn and the big fat chicken nemien? ))
01:17 (864) Bill: (( The most dangerous person on the battlefield: The man with a map, binoculars and a radio... ))
01:19 (864) Bill: (( 2 KIA, 1 WIA (soon to be KIA), 1 run off, 2 survivors. ))
01:19 (821) arthurtuxedo: As the smoke clears and the sound of gunfire stops ringing, the hotel militia sheepishly poke their heads out. Everyone else but Marshall is prone. Mostly dead (in the case of soldier 1, Fyodor, John) or dying (Tom, soldiers 2 + 3). Autumn is passed out behind her barricade.
01:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: Nemien is nowhere in sight.
01:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: (Oh, btw...)
01:20 (821) arthurtuxedo: End Combat
01:20 (825) Pollux: (( So, end of the campaign? ))
01:21 ** (864) Tom breathes quietly as he lies in a spreading puddle of his own blood **
01:21 (821) arthurtuxedo: (I suppose anything else could be handled with epilogues, unless CS wants to have Marshall say some lines or do something)
01:22 (819) Marshall: (sec)
01:22 (821) arthurtuxedo: (So, just to check in with everyone, this was fun, right? I thought everyone was enjoying the blaze of glory until Nikoda stormed out. But everyone else still enjuoyed it, right?)
01:23 (805) Nemien: (I had lots of fun.
01:23 (823) GerardPaloma: (Did it end ideally? No, I can't say it did. But did I have any less fun because of it? No.)
01:23 (825) Pollux: (( This, quite simply, was undescribably awesome. You, my good man, deserve a medal of some sort. ))
01:23 ** (819) Marshall smile broadly as he closes the lid of his laptop. He takes a moment to look around. His face turns from triumphantly gleeful to mortified as he looks over the bodies of his one time companions. "... oh ..." is all he manages to squeak out. **
01:23 (819) Marshall: (*end campaign*)
01:24 (823) GerardPaloma: (Art's afk)
01:24 (819) Marshall: I had fun, but I was only here half the time.
01:24 (825) Pollux: I was only here for half of one session, and I didn't actually kill anybody! It was still awesome!
01:24 (823) GerardPaloma: (oh, and more importantly, does any campaign end ideally? I can't think of many.)
01:25 (864) Bill: (( Wasn't too bad. A bit too much overwhelming firepower to be truly fun. We didn't manage to do much, after all. ))
01:25 (821) arthurtuxedo: * * * End Campaign * * *
01:26 (825) Pollux: *applause*
01:26 (864) Bill: If I had known that we were going to be that badly outnumbered I might have built differently. Or got some smoke grenades.
01:26 (819) Marshall: That's kind of what was needed, I think. A short campaign (okay, maybe not THIS short) with lots of action and peril.
01:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: Well, the thing you have to understand is that I mapped out the gang's numbers and resources beforehand based on the idea that the players would enter into some sort of arrangement with them. But then you guys chose to shoot them instead.
01:27 (821) arthurtuxedo: If I had known that the group would be in open hostillities with them, I would have made them a lot less powerful.
01:27 Game disconnected!
01:28 Locating server at c-24-22-27-178.hsd1.mn.comcast.net:6774...
01:28 Failed to connect to game server...
01:29 Locating server at c-24-22-27-178.hsd1.mn.comcast.net:6774...
01:29 Game connected!
01:29 (936) arthurtuxedo (enter): 13:29
01:29 (488) Hghr (enter): 13:29
01:29 (601) Veav (enter): 13:29
01:29 (695) Psylence (enter): 13:29
01:29 (709) LOG (enter): 13:29
01:29 (749) Samantha (enter): 13:29
01:29 (806) Orion is TMNT'ing (enter): 13:29
01:29 (827) Trith (enter): 13:29
01:29 (853) solidex84 (enter): 13:29
01:29 (880) Karrius (enter): 13:29
01:29 (851) Dj Gilcrease (enter): 13:29
01:29 (905) Onion Knight (enter): 13:29
01:29 (914) Pern (enter): 13:29
01:29 (917) Airellian (enter): 13:29
01:29 (865) Huitzilopochtli (enter): 13:29
01:29 (927) Airellian (enter): 13:29
01:29 (933) Sammi (enter): 13:29
01:29 (934) Gina (enter): 13:29
01:29 (935) Elegard (enter): 13:29
01:29 Server Administrator-> You have connected to an OpenRPG server, version '1.7.0'.
You may encounter adult conversations, concepts and material on this server. If you're under the age of consent, get out now. My arse is now officially covered... parents and watchdogs, take responsibility for your own damn kids, 'cos I sure as hell won't.
Enjoy the freedom of communication with the new OpenRPG Veav I message board. That's right, for those who haven't been taking notes, the board has changed. There is no other OpenRPG Veav server. If you see one on the server list, it is somebody who probably violated rule one and got their ass banned. OpenRPG Veav I does not condone or support piracy or intellectual property theft.
This is a friendly server. I don't much care what you do, so long as you do it in a civilized manner. This means you can discuss anything you like and say anything you like, using whatever words you choose - so long as you aren't being an asshole.
01:29 (937) Madgamer (enter): 13:29
01:29 (938) GM (MD) (enter): 13:29
01:30 Moving to room 'Tensided'..
01:30 (936) arthurtuxedo (enter): 13:30
01:30 Server Administrator->
It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a Grue.
01:30 (821) arthurtuxedo (enter): 13:30
01:30 (805) Nemien (enter): 13:30
01:30 (819) Marshall (enter): 13:30
01:30 (823) GerardPaloma (enter): 13:30
01:30 (825) Pollux (enter): 13:30
01:30 (864) Bill (enter): 13:30
01:30 (936) arthurtuxedo: Lost connection
01:30 (819) Marshall: that sucks and with me being so funny and all
01:30 (936) arthurtuxedo: Last 2 things I said:
01:30 (936) arthurtuxedo: Well, the thing you have to understand is that I mapped out the gang's numbers and resources beforehand based on the idea that the players would enter into some sort of arrangement with them. But then you guys chose to shoot them instead.
01:30 (936) arthurtuxedo: If I had known that the group would be in open hostillities with them, I would have made them a lot less powerful.
01:31 (936) arthurtuxedo: Last thing I saw from someone else: Marshall: That's kind of what was needed, I think, etc.
01:31 (939) GerardPaloma (enter): 13:31
01:31 (939) GerardPaloma: Goddamn shitty DSL connection.
01:31 (819) Marshall: yes, half heads, missing limbs and not knowing the touch of another warm being
01:31 (819) Marshall: (that's it)
01:32 (825) Pollux: You are making Fyodor's corpse sad. Stop. :P
01:32 (805) Nemien: See you next time. I had fun.
01:32 (864) Bill: All in all, it still was fun, though.
01:32 (864) Bill: Must mention that after all.
01:32 (939) GerardPaloma: Later
01:32 (805) Nemien: Darkness comes darkness falls, darkness takes us all.
01:32 (805) Nemien (exit): 13:32
01:33 (936) arthurtuxedo: Well anyway, I didn't really know where I was going with this cmapaign story-wise anyway. We'll start another one that should have a more interesting story. I have an idea for a cyberpunk one, or we could always do Hot Plasma, Cold Dames
01:33 (939) GerardPaloma: Yah, HPCD!
01:33 (825) Pollux: Yay!! Spaceships!!
01:33 (819) Marshall: ooh. hpcd on the sunday schedule
01:34 (939) GerardPaloma: But I'm so over this laptop, so I'm gonna go. I did actually have fun, regardless of my character getting his brains blown out. Catch you guys next time.
01:34 (864) Bill: Bye bye
01:34 (825) Pollux: Do svidanya/
01:34 (939) GerardPaloma: Disconnecting from server...
01:34 (939) GerardPaloma (exit): 13:34
01:35 (936) arthurtuxedo: Talk to everyone on the forums.
01:35 (819) Marshall: word
01:35 (819) Marshall (exit): 13:35