Uplift RPG Session #31

We begin our story again with the most violent and ordnance heavy smash and grab is history.

You have blown a hole in the side of the astrovilla and loaded on everything that will fit in the hold. There are still some valuables on the rock but scanners show a patrol coming into range!

stay, flee? Loot, no loot?

Jee-Still Waki: ( What's there to stay for? Our ship's fully loaded. )

Box-O-Rocks: We leave with what we have

Jee-Still Waki: ( Unless we get some rope and tie the crap to the top, we can't take no more. )

Fried Silver: "Sir Ramiel lets get out of here."

Gator (GM): Legging it!
You return!
The cargo remains in your haul. Proceed to look up buyers for DAS LOOT?

Fried Silver: "Well Sir Ramiel we found no gold, but we at least found valuable stuff still."

Box-O-Rocks: If we can remain as anonymous sellers on DAS LOOT, sure

Fried Silver: "Well Sir Ramiel we found no gold, but we at least found valuable stuff still."

Box-O-Rocks: If we can remain as anonymous sellers on DAS LOOT, sure

Gator (GM): Sure, it doesn't take much time to find buyers for the furniture

Fried Silver: (Were keeping the bits right?)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Jee doesn't have an ID here, right? I can probably get away with it. )

Fried Silver: (bots*)

Gator (GM): As it turns out, wood is a valuable commodity.

Box-O-Rocks: If we get enough money from furniture, we can see about repairing the bots

Jee-Still Waki: ( If we gotta rely on that, anyway. )
( I can probably repair it. )

Gator (GM): You have: 2 buyers for the furniture

Jee-Still Waki: ( Made sure to collect those head scraps before we left. )

Gator (GM): A cellulose maker wants to break them down for duraplasti. He offers 15K and a discount on body armor.

Fried Silver: (Yeah, and I'll handle the metal repairing part on them.)

Gator (GM): An eclectic antiquter offers 20K

Box-O-Rocks: Thing is, they gotta be reprogrammed too

Jee-Still Waki: ( Cool. I'll do an engineering roll, you repair the heads and smack 'em back on, and I'll look into messing with their software. )
rolling 1d100+50+10
(7)+50+10= 67

Fried Silver: (Yeah, do the reprograming roll first.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Turns out making an engineering plan on a head I only got a glimpse on, and having to glue together lead-blasted heads is tough. )

Gator (GM): You can get a basic head unit working again on them, but it's neither strong nor workable.
Pretty much.

Fried Silver: (I vote for straigh dosh onn the furniture.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Eh, it'll work. Up to you Fried on repairing them. )

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 80
(54)+80= 134

Jee-Still Waki: ( Gonna do an electronics roll on the plastic's software. See if I can change their aggression protocols. )

Box-O-Rocks: take the 20k

Jee-Still Waki: rolling 1d100+50+30
(73)+50+30= 153

Gator (GM): Cha ching.
20k

Jee-Still Waki: ( Oh, and essentially, both of their switches are turned off. Gluing the head back on wont reactivate them. )

Gator (GM): The buyer says that if you encounter anything from Pao, contact him directly. Don't put it on the market.

Jee-Still Waki: (Rolling to change the aggression protocols on the big, metal droid now. )
rolling 1d100+50+30
(36)+50+30= 116

Box-O-Rocks: "Strange, but money is money"
brb

Jee-Still Waki: ( Plastic's easier to access. Probably got better updated systems. Extra work is required to work out the metal droid's systems. )

Gator (GM): INCOMING TRANSMISSION
SOURCE: ANONYMOUS

Fried Silver: "Well sir Ramiel if you ever retire you can just become a lumberjack and just ship wood from Pao to Logos."

"Hello there, who is this?"

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh... I know of tribes that do not like tree cutters... Lucky ones get peaceful tribes who ask them to leave."

Gator (GM): (Only time you will hear, "We'll make Ferngully look like a picnic.")

You recieve an anony transmission

Fried Silver: ()And will build a parking lot over it!")

Gator (GM): It says, "Give us the crates. 10k. No questions"

Fried Silver: "It's A 10k offer Jee, so we would get a 33% split."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh... I get 33K? I do not know how that works, but good..."

Box-O-Rocks: back

Gator (GM): (ekek)

Fried Silver: "No Jee, you would get 3.3k."

Jee-Still Waki: "Point 3? Hhhh... Money is strange."

Box-O-Rocks responds to the message, "buzz off. Not interested."

Jee-Still Waki: ( Should check those boxes though. Maybe 10K is an amazing deal for whatever's inside. )
( Or is only a tenth of what they're really worth )

Gator (GM): There is no reply to your refusal, which is a sort of reply.

Box-O-Rocks: "Don't open those crates yet."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh? But what if there's tools inside? Or gems? Or nothing at all?"

Box-O-Rocks: "We open them in a safer location, they could be dangerous"

Gator (GM): (The container is more valuable than it's contents, I remember something like that.)

Fried Silver: "And we could just sell the crate wood here for extra money."

Box-O-Rocks: "Well I think we should try an open these up somewhere in space, off-station."

Jee-Still Waki: ( Well, you did use a wooden box sprite. )
( Ah, it is wood. Then yeah, it probably is worth more. )

Gator (GM): You just got https://youtu.be/5-8QI6L7UFU

Box-O-Rocks: I want to open the crates, off-station

Gator (GM): Okay.
You have many options.
Want to do it free floating, on an asteroid? Maybe just outside the airlock with the hip young kids.

Box-O-Rocks: free floating, a good distance away from the station. Fried can open them.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Hey GM, any progress on the droids? )

Gator (GM): Ah, give me another engie roll
This time

Jee-Still Waki: ( Aight. )
rolling 1d100+50+10
(34)+50+10= 94

Gator (GM): Put a penalty for how much hp you want to restore

Fried Silver: "Well Sir Ramiel what ever valuable content in there its not my fault."

Gator (GM): Okay, you restore 30/100

Jee-Still Waki: ( Did two electronic rolls as well on both droids to delete their "aggression protocols" )

Gator (GM): Sure.
The are pictures of asimov's laws now

Jee-Still Waki: ( Got a 153 on the plastic, and a 116 on the metal. )

Box-O-Rocks: "But you don't need a space suit, so you don't hvae to worry about a potenial suit breach

Gator (GM): Their heads are still damaged and have a 'bobble head' effect.

Box-O-Rocks: "So head out there and crack them open."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh... This is as goodly as it can get."

Box-O-Rocks: "Jee, you think you can handle scanners?"

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... OK."
( want me to make a roll now on sensors? )

Gator (GM): yes

Box-O-Rocks: sure, want to make sure we weren't followed.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Can't remember the modifiers. Just doing a straight roll. )
rolling 1d100
(63)= 63

Gator (GM): Yeah.

Box-O-Rocks: wasn't it intelligance?

Gator (GM): Your scans show there is no one around.

Box-O-Rocks: ah, what'evs then

Fried Silver: (didn't we get 3 stats for ship skills?)

Gator (GM): Actually that's a percept.
For scans it's 1d100 and ship skill.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Then it's a +10 from me. )

Gator (GM): 73!
No body is in weapons range at least.
There is alot of radio chatter but that's expected from Logos space-space

Box-O-Rocks: "Fried, you up, go check out the crates."

Jee-Still Waki makes sure not to rapidly smash buttons this time. She yells to Ramiel "I see no one!"

Gator (GM): (I assumed you guys just pushed the crates out in the void.)

Fried Silver enter the air-lock "Well Sir Ramiel I'm ready to search the crate"

Jee-Still Waki: ( Anyhoo, so big note to make: Pocket whatever wood we come across when we raid places. )

Box-O-Rocks: "Search away, keep me posted."

Jee-Still Waki: "Ahh... Yes... Ramiel, I found cards on the big rock... We should see how much money is on them."

Fried Silver floats thru space and heads towards one of the crates and opens it..

Gator (GM): (Well in logos it's used for nanofibers, also has valuable in that it's scarce.)
You pop the top!

Box-O-Rocks: "good to know Jee."

Gator (GM): A rush of nitrogren spills out and reveals

Jee-Still Waki: ( Meth )
( Close enough )

Fried Silver: "SIR RAMIEL!"

Jee-Still Waki: ( Wait, I recognize that art. With the little guy at the bottom. )

Box-O-Rocks: "This is why we open these in the vacuum of space."

Jee-Still Waki: ( That's from the flop of a fighting game. )

Gator (GM): A large crab monster.

Jee-Still Waki: ( With the mega furfag who forced his green, kangaroo OC to be extremely OP. Yeah. )

Box-O-Rocks tries to fire a laser at the crab

Jee-Still Waki: ( Unless I'm getting it mixed up. Ah well. Still good art. )

Gator (GM): Yeah, I thought it looked familar. I just put 'crab' in the search.

Fried Silver: (Ya mean the one guy who's part of the furry mafia?)

Jee-Still Waki: ( And the guy from Earl )
( I think so. )

Gator (GM): (That's what I got from 'crabman'

Jee-Still Waki: ( Though, I hear a lot of mega autists are in the furry mafia. )

Fried Silver: (Welcome to Joe's Crab Shack, we got crabs.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( That's the guy from My name is Earl )

Gator (GM): Anyway, you encounter a giant crab monster.

Ramiel: should've been https://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/onepunchman/images/c/c1/Crabrante.png
anyways, I shoot at the crab
rolling 1d100+30
(88)+30= 118

Fried Silver: "SIR RAMIELI'M RIGHT NEXT TO IT!"

Gator (GM): Oop, sorry, lag
You fired!
Why did you fire?!
rolling 100d10
(9+3+10+3+9+7+1+6+6+5+4+4+3+2+2+6+9+6+10+7+3+10+7+2+5+3+6+9+1+6+10+5+9+9+6+9+4+8+10+5+1+10+1+2+4+1+6+6+4+5+2+2+5+5+5+8+9+8+9+10+3+9+4+6+1+7+5+9+2+7+1+8+3+7+1+6+4+2+3+5+4+1+1+5+6+9+8+10+6+6+8+10+3+10+4+1+5+2+10+5)= 549

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh? There was a big, crab-man in it? ... Can we sell that too?"

Gator (GM): What's the HP for fried?

Jee-Still Waki: ( Fuckin hell, now I gotta work through these numbers in the paste )

Fried Silver: (Im dead.)

Ramiel: I hit fried with a 118 to hit?

Gator (GM): Well, let's split between you and the monster
And you can skip the number storm, sortty.
Crabs and Fried take 270!
Well, ship weapons are kind of like throwing a bus at things.
Very wide beam.

Jee-Still Waki: ( I can probably fix Fried.
( Probably. )

Ramiel: that's the opposite of how I expect a laser to work

Jee-Still Waki: ( You still dead Fried? )

Ramiel: ata great distance maybe, but this close would be narrow wouldn't it?

Fried Silver: (I guess.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( GM, there any parts of Fried left? )
( Shit man. Good thing we got those android bodies lying around. )

Gator (GM): (Yes well... We can go down to the gulf of Iran and tell a US destroyer to shoot apples off our heads to find out.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Gotta Frankenstein your "mind" into one of them. )
( If I can salvage that. Really doubt I can fix your main body unless I make some damn good rolls. )

Gator (GM): (Gee, I would think radiant heat would be a factor at that point.)
(What do you guys think on this issue? Would a artilarry grade laser have a wide cone of affect or be super narrow?)

Fried Silver: (Well where did the lazer hit me?)

Gator (GM): (Artillery, sp)
Kinda.
You are between the ship and the target but the target is larger than you.

Ramiel: I assume lasers to be narrow because they have to be to produce the amount of heat they do.

Jee-Still Waki: ( With lasers, I'd assume narrow. What with focusing the beam onto a small point, and making it into a wide cone would REALLY reduce whatever 'oomph' the laser has. )

Ramiel: that and lasers should be accuracte as a weapon that doesn't have to worry about bullet drop or travel time

Gator (GM): Well, I suppose.

Ramiel: a RAY would be a wide beam

Gator (GM): Let us compromise
You didn't give it full power?
so that it wasn't full nova blast here. For precision.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Regardless, I'll try to be Fried's 'life insurance' if he did get blastoised. )

Gator (GM): Yeah, true.

Ramiel: I wouldn't have used it if I thought I might hit Fried, but if I was using it that close, I suppose not.

Gator (GM): Okay, you narrow beam it.
Full on tumor surgery.
The beast takes 500hp!
It's chitin is red hot and glowing!
It stirs and lashes out at fried!

Ramiel: "Okay, get out of there Fried, that thing can't move if it doesn't have something to grab onto."

Fried Silver: (Should I make a dodge roll?)

Gator (GM): Yes.

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 20
(32)+20= 52

Gator (GM): Have ZGM?
rolling 1d100+30
(40)+30= 70
It hits!
rolling 1d10+100
(4)+100= 104
You take 104 HP and you both fly from eachother!
(Ah, I forgot, I am working on optional rules for zero G melee combat, basically you hit eachother and if you don't got ZGM, you fly apart.

Fried Silver: "Je$!... Ram31-04...H31p..."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh! Open breathing lock! Let it in!"

Fried Silver: (I mean we have ZGM on the ship and just place them back on the ship right?)

Gator (GM): Right.

Fried Silver crawls into the air lock.

Ramiel: "I gotta finish off the crab. before anyone else might see it.

Ramiel: I'm gonna blast the crab

Fried Silver: (33)

Gator (GM): The crab fires some sort of air jet out it's back shell!
rolling 1d100+30+30
(6)+30+30= 66
Wow, it moves very slowly and predictably!

Ramiel: I fire at it
rolling 1d100+30
(95)+30= 125

Gator (GM): That's a hit.
maybe
Just barely
Juuust barely.

Ramiel: rolling 1d10
(5)= 5

Gator (GM): Another 500!
The car sized crustcean bursts into well cooked bits.
On a guess, it looks like it was diving for the other crate.

Jee-Still Waki looks over the damaged Fried. She might be able to fix this. Might.

Gator (GM): (Knowledge added: Sillinoids)

Jee-Still Waki: "Is crab-man dead yet? ... Is it worth many money?"

Ramiel: "iunno"

Gator (GM): Fried looks like he was a crash test dummy on his first day.

Ramiel: "I'm gonna blast the second box."

Gator (GM): (Noooo! The woooood!)

Fried Silver: "S0tr raiowp1 III H2323 wh0at i de0pa..."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh! But the wood! The money!"

Gator (GM): Unless you are going super percision.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh..." Jee rambles at the near-busted Fried.

Gator (GM): Percussion. Precision.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Engineering adds a bonus to metal repairing, right? )

Ramiel: Can I go narrow and cut one side off the box?

Gator (GM): Sure!
And sure!
Open... The box?

Fried Silver: (I got metal repair, Just strip the parts from the robots.)

Jee-Still Waki: rolling 1d100+50+10
(89)+50+10= 149

Ramiel: yeah, "open" it

Jee-Still Waki: ( This'll help your roll then. )

Jee-Still Waki gets to work on sketching a plan for repairing Fried. Eyeing the nonactive droids, she murmurs "Hhhh... Good money tools used to fix Fried. Hhh..."

Gator (GM): You are able to replace damaged servos and plates. 80 hp repaired

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 80
(64)+80= 144

Gator (GM): And that's another 80.
You opened... the box.
To reveal another crabbie.
This one looks humanoid.

Jee-Still Waki: ( How much of the droids were used? )

Gator (GM): As the gas vents the creature stirs!
About 80 hp worth from each.

Ramiel: I want to pull back from the crab

Gator (GM): (To simplfy the quantification here.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Would either of them still work or are they both busted to crap now? )

Gator (GM): You pull back a reasonable distance.
Nope, they are fine.

Ramiel: and then I'll shoot at the crab

Gator (GM): Although between the head and missing torso parts they are looking about as Fried feels.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... Fried to-- ...Fried. Is you OK?"

Gator (GM): Alright, roll some!

Fried Silver: "...Yes, and thanks for the help Madam Jee."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh..."

Ramiel: rolling 1d100+30
(46)+30= 76

Jee-Still Waki: ( If Monster Hunter taught me anything, we need to get those corpses and use their hides. Staple the crab parts on the ship, and make armor for ourselves. )

Gator (GM): Blast until it's dead?

Fried Silver think to himself and wishes that robots could of get drunk off of wine.
Jee-Still Waki: ( Use a car battery )

Ramiel: yep

Gator (GM): It is ded!

Jee-Still Waki: ( Put the clamps on both sides of your head )

Ramiel: Then I go back to collecte the wood

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... Is it over?"

Gator (GM): You collected the wood!
You estimate its about 500$ worth.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Actually, wait, invention is now science, right? )

Fried Silver: (or do that one eletric drug from futureama.)

Gator (GM): yeah, pretty much.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Hell, I probably can make armor with the crabs. )

Gator (GM): Invention is now a bonus skill to any production skill roll.
Also made a table on factoring that.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... Ramiel. We should take the crab-men... Maybe people want their parts... Maybe I can make armors with their parts..."

Gator (GM): Crabs ded!
Wood recoverd!

Fried Silver: "I didn't even deserve that, I never cooked a lobster or crab."

Jee-Still Waki: "Cooked lobster? Those are poisonous to eat... Why would you eat them?"

Fried Silver: "I assume you got food poisoning from a bad chef to assume that Jee."

Ramiel: "Sorry Fried, I thought the crab would've died easier."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... I have not. I have treated foolish, filthy tribals who eat lobster though..."

Fried Silver: "Well Ramei.. I have no comment."
"Except we should of taken their offer."

Ramiel: "I disagee."

Gator (GM): (Okay, that wraps up this chapter. Were you still wanting to GM, fried?

Fried Silver: (Yeah Im still up for gming.)

Gator (GM): (Great, you want to start now?)

Fried Silver: "If you guys need me I'll be trying to make friends with the robots back there."

Gator (GM): Wait!
What do you guys name the bots?
I vote Ros and Guild

Ramiel: Oingo and Boingo

Fried Silver: Url and Ram

Jee-Still Waki: Hhhaaahhh and Aaahhh

Gator (GM): (Those all make me laugh.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Anyway, ya picked up them crab parts? )

Gator (GM): Sure.
You have about 75 lbs of cooked crab bits.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Rad. Engineering rolls adds a +10 to rolls, right? Gonna do that then try fashioning out some armors. If there's any surviving shell parts, anyway. )
rolling 1d100+50+10
(84)+50+10= 144
rolling 1d100+50+30+10
(28)+50+30+10= 118

Gator (GM): ... okay
From the chitin you fashion two suits of half armor

Jee-Still Waki: ( Did I do something wrong? )

Gaven C. (GM): (Jee has crabs now.)

Gator (GM): HP: 150

Jee-Still Waki: ( Darn )

Gator (GM): Energy weapon damage is halved

Jee-Still Waki: ( Add another to the list )
( But since Ram's a 'behind the scenes' sorta guy, the 2nd armor should go to either Fried or Gator's character. )

Gaven C. (GM): (Shall I start Gming?)

Gator (GM): Sure.
Also you encounter Ryo Gato walking down the halls!

Mr. Ryo Gato: Ah, hello comrades!

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh... Cat man."

Ramiel: "How'd you end up here Ryo?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "After our last mission together I have been trying to train in zero gravity."
(Hey, GM, mind if I give myself ZGM 2 and energy weapons 3?)

Gaven C. (GM): (Nope, also there needs to be more neregy wepons instead of just 1)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (We have logos and Eo weapons, but yeah.)

While the group make a casual reunion those with phones/message devices get a notification.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... Ramiel. Fried said I was to get my 'share' of money?"

Ramiel: "Just hold on a moment"
I need to sell off the other wood."

One of the jobs offer appears to be in a different language while 2 other are asking for a call for mission briefing.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhhhh... Cat man, what is that sound from people's tools?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "A phone ring. It's a sound they make to alert them of incoming messages."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh... There are many happening now..."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Speaking of, do you mind if I assist on your mission? I need to put my practice to work."

Ramiel: Can I translate the messages?

Gaven C. (GM): Sure.

Mr. Ryo Gato: If I'm getting any messages, I check the one in the foreign language to see if I could recognize it.
Ah, ram beat me to it.

Jee-Still Waki: "Ask Ramiel... I am with them because they helped me leave my filthy home."

Gaven C. (GM): Mind roll or any actions for the language?

Gator: I'd say 1d100+mind.

Ramiel: rolling 1d100+35
(18)+35= 53
man, wy don't we have programs that do this for us?

you realise reading something you don't know makes no sence.

Gator: rolling 1d100+35
(10)+35= 45

You sound like Jee trying to read the language.

Jee-Still Waki peers over Ryo and Ramiel's shoulders. "What are you both reading?"

Gator: "I'm still figuring that out..."

Ramiel: "Not really reading them, trying to."

Jee-Still Waki: ( Might as well throw my hat in. )
rolling 1d100+50
(47)+50= 97

Jee-Still Waki mumbles to herself as she tries to read, or at least recognize, whatever language is on their rectangle tools.

Jee manages to make out the message loosely translate to "Find out if any criminal attentions."
Intentions*

Jee-Still Waki: "Look for bad person goals."
"Hhhh... I think."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Even for my backwards saxon, I have no idea what that means."
Aslo you find out if the language is Seborge.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhhhhhwwaait. This speaking..."

Gaven C. (GM): (well french actually)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Same diff.)

Jee-Still Waki: "Someone I treated told me of this speaking... Eligos? Hhhh... Gave me a book tool on this speaking a long time ago. This is Seborge."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "There is good food there. Should we check that out or see about these other listings?"

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh... Are they in different speakings too?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "... I suppose there would be some lag considering these messages are from another planet..."

Gaven C. (GM): (sorry, what was were the actions?)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (We still haven't decided where to go.)

Gaven C. (GM): (ah.)

Ramiel: Let's just listen to the calls first

Mr. Ryo Gato: I check the other messages for anything else important.
Ah, again.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Ah yeah, hey Gator, how much dolla dolla do I get from all of this? I need to save up for new feet. )
( *all of the crap we took? )

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Well, you guys got about 45K from all this. So however much of that split you want. That's more of a party thing, ain't it?)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Gotcha. Thanks. )

Hello there sir, you may not know us but you sorta helped us out before and we got a : a "Good word" I guess from one of our employies..."

Jee-Still Waki: ( So, 33% Ram? You, me, and Fried? Sounds fair. Ryo wasn't in on the raid, so he aint gettin nuttin )

Hello there sir, you may not know us but you sorta helped us out before and we got a : t a "Good word" I guess from one of our employies..."

Hello: Hello there sir, you may not know us but you sorta helped us out before and we got a Good word I guess from one of our employies...

Gaven C. (GM): (fug it.)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Happens to me all the time.)
Jee-Still Waki: ( HELLO, YOU WANT MONEY? )

Ramiel: (( the split sounds fine. ))

Gaven C. (GM): (was trying to do a ??? name.)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (YES, WE DO THINGS FOR MONEY)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Just about sums it up. )
( Cool, let me whip out a calculator and crunch the numbers, because it's been 3 years since I took math and I aint using my brain for that shit. )

Mr. Ryo Gato: (15K?)

Jee-Still Waki: 14850

Unknow: "So if you want to futher help us out here are 2 jobs that need to be done."

Jee-Still Waki: ( Or 15 because I'm a stupid man )

Mr. Ryo Gato: I reply with "Yes.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Woops )

Ramiel: "Details first before we take a job."

The jobs are to break into a train station and take a marked crate and the other is "Steal the drugs that those biker bastards stolen from us."

Ramiel: "We'll think on it. I have some things to consider first."

Jee-Still Waki: "What are bikers?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Well, that's pretty self-condeming to text over the phone... But the honesty is refreshing."

Ramiel: (( GM can I fit a vehicle into the cargo bay of my ship? ))

Gaven C. (GM): (( you mean a bike?)

Mr. Ryo Gato: "They ride bikes. They like leather. "

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh..."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "... I think you would probably identify alot with them, Jee-Waki."

Jee-Still Waki: ( Oh yeah, since this falls under your jurisdiction for the earlier session, can I check how much cash are on the 6 chips I Took Gator? )
"They hate filthy tribals?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: ($1000 each. So 6000 total)

Gaven C. (GM): (( ramiel what kind of vechicle?))

Jee-Still Waki: ( Nice. )

Ramiel: (( the biggest one I can fit, I'm just asking if I can and hog big I can fit. ))
*how

Gaven C. (GM): (im guessing 2-3 cars with the size of the crates.)
(and a lot of moter cycles.)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (pg. 126. We looking for a mobi, really.)

Ramiel: (( I'm wondering because I would kind of like to set up a "hot drop" vehicle system. for getting into action quickly. ))
on the ground

Gaven C. (GM): (( Oh you looking for a logos vechicle to buy?))
((Wait beefin it.))
(( So yall selected the biker mission? ))

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Group confirmed ready)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Sounds like it. Let's snort some coke and kill people with chains )

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Get the german helmets and hankercheifs out. We ride!)

You are given the cordinents to land somewhere in the middle of the dessert and head ther and land.

Gaven C. (GM): (( 20 hours in ms paint.))

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh? Where are the plants? Or technology?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Ah, I was hoping we could have some Serborgian cuisine on this mission. Some coffee at least."

Ramiel: "The desert isn't too hospitable to tech Jee."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Welp, let's see what this mission is."

Gaven C. (GM): ((Not with no kitchen, ingreadents or fried tending to the robots in the back.))

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Fried gets to hang out with some homeboards)
(His robros)

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... So what are we doing here?"

A man clumsly heads out of the car while pointing a gun at the ship and yells "Stat you purpose here guys!"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "We are here to get a crate of narcotics away from some violence prone people that like to ride bikes."
(That was to Jee, not to the biker.)

Tarjet: "In English!"

Gaven C. (GM): (this isnt the biker.)

Jee-Still Waki hisses out "Hhhh! We here for jobs!"

Gaven C. (GM): (more of an outpost for the person who called you.)

Tarjet: Be more specific!" he states in a paniced tone.

Jee-Still Waki: "Job for money! We want to do jobs here for money!"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "We are here to take the job offer to find the crate of stolen drugs."

Well, then enter on in.:

Tarjet: "Well, then enter on in."

Mr. Ryo Gato: I follow Tarjet

Jee-Still Waki mumbles to herself and follows Ryo, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious.

Ramiel keeps quiet, locking up his ship

Jee-Still Waki: ( Gonna do a perception roll, take in the surroundings. )
rolling 1d100+50+10
(46)+50+10= 106
( Visual perception roll, sorry. )

The squirrel approaches Jee and Ryo Stating "And you are thetwo of the people who took the mission that had our station filled with rouge droids right?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Yes, that is mostly correct."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh? Rogue droids? I do not know of that..."

You see that there are people in the back working teadiously on chemical studies while a droid in the conner is fixing up a huge droid and his gear.

Joe: "Well either way its nice to meet the both of you."

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Do they look like the droids from the station? Or do I have to roll to recognize them?)
(Guess that's a moot point.)

Gaven C. (GM): (Nah, roll I guess.)

Mr. Ryo Gato: rolling 1d100+35
(53)+35= 88
Brain muscle activate!
"Thanks, so what is this mission?"

You see that that the disabled droid is that of a tank with legs while the one repairing it looks like the one bad mouth droid from the station."

Jee-Still Waki takes an immediate interest in the two droids and approaches them. "Hhh... What is broken tool's problem?"

Gaven C. (GM) Joe "Whiule we were getting another shipment of chemicals delived to our outpost I assume a group of bikers mistook out trunks as bank trucks and attacked and killed the guards and driver."

Ramiel: (( fun fun ))

Mr. Ryo Gato: "So you need someone to retrieve the contents of the trucks or the trucks themselves?
(Afk)

Fix-ER looks at the Logos suit your wearing and spouts "Will you #%@#$ off you elitist space nazi $%#$%^?"

Jee-Still Waki: ( I'm wearing crab armor on a jumpsuit )
( Jeez )
( I'm at least an Italian nazi )
"Hhhh... I don't know those words."

Ramiel stares at the vulgar robot.

Gaven C. (GM): "Yes, and we have been looking for where they took the shipment but we couldn't find out where they stashed it."

Joe: "Yes, and we have been looking for where they took the shipment but we couldn't find out where they stashed it."
"So the plan is to Crash into the bar they hang out in, interogate on of the bikers to tell him where they hid the shipment, head to the area and take the supplies back."

Fix-ER stares back spouting "I'm Surprised your looking at me with your real eyes and no thru the drone like the panzy @#$@$# you are."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh? This tool is confused." Jee mumbles, wandering back to Ryo and Ram.

Ramiel: "Smart enough to not end up like you Fix-ER."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Yes, it's nice to know they patched FixER up so well."

Joe: "So do you have any more questions? And my apologies for the robots vulgar language."

Jee-Still Waki: "How much money is gotten for the jobs?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "The robot is a miner, after all."
"Yes, we would like money for this job."

Fix: -ER Robot maintenance unit you #$!@."

Joe: "The payment will be 80'000 upon delivery of the supplies."

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Yeah, that's some dosh.)

FixER: "Well Ram it up your $@^@ Ramiel."

Ramiel: "Good money, you got it. Any restrictions on weapon usage?"

Gaven C. (GM): "Just don't shoot the package or use heavy fire around it."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... What does the package look like?"

Joe: "A large green military crate."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhhh... OK."
"Anything else we need knowings of?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "I think that's enough to work with. Anything else important, like will it explode or anything?"

Gaven C. (GM): "And if you don't mind you'll be heading to the locations with the driver incase you decide to fly off with the supplies."
"If it breaks your death will be painless, maybe."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "We have our own transportation if that's fine."
(I'd like to use our new car, can I roll intimidate to stare him down or anything?)

Gaven C. (GM): (Sure.)

Mr. Ryo Gato: rolling 1d100+35
(72)+35= 107
Tiger Stare!

Gaven C. (GM): rolling 1d100 + 30
(23)+30= 53

Joe: "Sure you can use your own vechicle for transportation, but the driver/guard will still go along incase you try to pull anything fishy."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Alright.

Gaven C. (GM): (was it a mobi or car you guys got?)
(caar*)

Ramiel: (( We didn't get to buy it before we switched locations. ))
(( I wanted to look at what was available. ))

Mr. Ryo Gato: ((Whoops!

Gaven C. (GM): (( Oh, sorry.))

Mr. Ryo Gato: Maybe we can just fly very, very low to the ground.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Express mail order one )

Gaven C. (GM): (Yeah exspress order, what did you want Ram?)
(Yellow?)

Ramiel: sorry, had a phone call
What page am I looking at for vehicles?

Mr. Ryo Gato: (He wants an ISAWA)

Gaven C. (GM): (Would something like that fit into the ship Gator?)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Probably not.)

Ramiel: (( how expensive is it anyways? ))

Gaven C. (GM): (( no price, but i assume more exspencize than the ship.))

Mr. Ryo Gato: (1 million.)
Okay. probably higher.

Ramiel: (( yeah, don't have that money right now, so guess we won't worry about it. ))

Gaven C. (GM): (so just take the armored truck now?)

Ramiel: shouldn't we have air support?

Mr. Ryo Gato: You are the air support

Gaven C. (GM): (Yeah.)

Ramiel: yeah, I meant that I should use the ship

Mr. Ryo Gato: I don't know, they might here that coming.
*Hear

Gaven C. (GM): (move on to the bar or do you want to do anything else?)

Mr. Ryo Gato: (I would like to go to bar.)

Ramiel: "I can go high altitude, and dive down for the raid right?"

Gaven C. (GM): "If you can make sure that one of the bikers survive for interogation."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Sure, sure."

Ramiel: "I can probably do that."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... I can sneak in and get one before we attack..."
"But using gun tools on them all sounds better..."

Gaven C. (GM): (move out now?)

Ramiel: sure

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Yeah.)

Ramiel ascends to a high cruising altitude until he gets the signal for his team

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... What do you want me to do?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: "For one, don't touch anyone's bike. I think they hate that."

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... OK. I can make them not work though..."

Gaven C. (GM): (don't know what that was)

Mr. Ryo Gato: I enter one of the buildings looking for possible clues.

Gaven C. (GM): (Roll)

Mr. Ryo Gato: rolling 1d100+35
(26)+35= 61
Ah, sorry, I have 6 mind. So 56
So I see jack.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Can I check out the front of the bar? A perception vision roll. )
( Well, not the front, but the parking lot. )

You can tell by the leather they're wearing and the matching symbols they're pact of a biker gang, or it mech from one Joanna's "Movies."

Gaven C. (GM): (Yeah Jee.)

Jee-Still Waki: rolling 1d100+50+10
(75)+50+10= 135

Jee-Still Waki decides to take a look at these so called "bikes", as well as the building itself and the other vehicle parked there.

While looking and gazing at the so called "Bikes" you see that the detailed muscle car has left it's passangers cabnit open and thats theirs paper with words on it.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Are there windows looking out at the bikes and car? )
( On the building? )

Gaven C. (GM): (Just windows in the front)

Jee-Still Waki: ( So where Ryo is? )

Gaven C. (GM): (hard to make windows in this.)
(in the bar.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Mind pinging where the windows are? )

Mr. Ryo Gato: (I'm in the bar.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( I see the blue lines. )

Gaven C. (GM): (windows they are.)

Jee-Still Waki decides to take a look at the "papers" in the car, sneaking over to avoid catching anyone's attention.

Mr. Ryo Gato: I decide to check in on Jee.

Jee-Still Waki: rolling 1d100+30+10
(28)+30+10= 68

the tinted windows make it hard to read out what the words are on the paper.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh..."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Found something, Waki?"

Jee-Still Waki: "Something in here... Papers..."
( Don't got lockpicking. Think I can attempt a roll regardless? )

Mr. Ryo Gato: We need a distraction, huh?

Jee-Still Waki: ( Do I gotta put a negative modifier on myself? )

Gaven C. (GM): (nah)
(it just means your not skilled at it.)

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Use those narrow meat hooks you call claws and pick the locks. I'll give you a distraction."

Jee-Still Waki: ( Gonna try to pick open the car door. )
rolling 1d100+30
(65)+30= 95

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Can I distract the bikers by shooting the gas pumps with a laser?)

Gaven C. (GM): (Yeah)

Mr. Ryo Gato: rolling 1d100+20
(38)+20= 58

Gaven C. (GM): Just remember the friendly near it.)

Jee-Still Waki doesn't quite understand why talons can open cars, but she takes Ryo's advice and gets to work on the car.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Yeah, you're gonna blow up the guy we're with AND the car he has. )

Mr. Ryo Gato: (yeah, my character doesn't care about jetskul.)
(I suppose I should tell him to drive away abit.
thru tumbling the door opens leaving the papers to be nabbed.

Gaven C. (GM): (and roll damage on gas pump Ryo)

Mr. Ryo Gato: I wave the driver to move first, if that's okay.
rolling 4d10+40
(7+6+7+10)+40= 70
Is that enough to ignite the sucker?

Jee-Still Waki investigates the papers and whatever else is inside the car.

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Wherever there is a gas station, it must explode.)

The gas station explodes in a grand fire killing the person running the store at the time!

Jee-Still Waki recoils in surprise and shock at the sudden loud noise.

Mr. Ryo Gato: (I forgot about that. Welp, first one of the day.)
the paper tell about how where and when the deal is going down for the chemicals they nabed to sell to a rival company.

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh!"

Jee-Still Waki pockets the papers. Before she leaves, she investigates the rest of the car for anything else.

Gaven C. (GM): (Roll)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Scavenge? )

Gaven C. (GM): (Yeah)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Also, should I roll for finding the button to open the trunk? )

Ramiel: (( Can I observe the explosion from my altitude? ))

Jee-Still Waki: rolling 1d100+50+10
(69)+50+10= 129

Gaven C. (GM): (( Yes Ramiel))

Ramiel: "What's going on down there? Why am I seeing an explosion?"

you find a sawed off double barrel shotgun and the button to pop off the cars trunk

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Providing cover so we can get some intel."

Jee-Still Waki pockets the shotgun, fumbling with it for a bit to make sure it isn't loaded, then makes for the trunk to take whatever is there.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Any ammo, or just the two rounds inside of it? )
Inside the truck are various parts for car repair and maintance, sadly none of the mentioned chemical supplies.

Gaven C. (GM): (6 etra rounds.)

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh..."
( Mind if I ask what kind? )
( Anyhoo, I'm done here. Although, if y'all want, I can sabotage the vehicles here. )

Gaven C. (GM): (Ammo or car parts.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Ammo please )

Mr. Ryo Gato: (Ah, that's page 106

Gaven C. (GM): (incinary rounds then)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Damn )

Ramiel: "Fine... just don't get yourselves killed."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "Yeah, sure." I proceed to go back to Jee.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Apologies Gator, can't figure it out, what's the damage dice for a double barrel? )

Mr. Ryo Gato: It's damagex2

Jee-Still Waki: ( Ah, ammo dependent. Gotcha. )

Mr. Ryo Gato: (I'll amend that so it's clear. I guess I forgot to write that.

Jee-Still Waki hisses to the approaching Ryo. "I found it. I found the info. And..." Jee points to the various bikes and the car itself, "I can make sure they do not follow us."

Mr. Ryo Gato: "That sounds like a good idea. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Jee-Still Waki: "Hhh... Can you remove important bit from bikes? Fried-to-- ... Fried, called it a spark plug."

Mr. Ryo Gato: (I imagine we can't call the driver to come around to the front, huh?)

Jee-Still Waki: ( My advice afterwards is to sneak to the driver through the left path. )

Mr. Ryo Gato: I will go about yanking spark plugs. I will do so with prejudice.

Jee-Still Waki: ( So Gaven, what roll should I make to remove the car and/or bike sparkplugs? )

Gaven C. (GM): (100)
(wait)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Just a straight 1d100? No skill? )

Gaven C. (GM): engineering

Mr. Ryo Gato: Engineering, probably just beat 60.

Jee-Still Waki: ( Rad. )
rolling 1d100+50+10
(49)+50+10= 109

Mr. Ryo Gato: (It's a common part, I'd say)
(Wait, do I have to roll? I got pilot automobile.)

Gaven C. (GM): (Nah, Jee allready rolled on sabotauge and succeeded.)

Jee-Still Waki: ( The car and the bikes are busted? )

Gaven C. (GM): (Yes, drive off and end session?)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Sounds fine. )

Mr. Ryo Gato: https://youtu.be/suq2NO7T958

Jee-Still Waki pockets the six motorcycle sparkplugs and car sparkplug and rejoins Ryo. In the car, she take out the documents discussing the meeting time and location.

Mr. Ryo Gato: it is amazing how violently we solved that problem without actual combat.

Jee-Still Waki: "Do you know where this is, driver-man?"

Mr. Ryo Gato: (And most of my plan was probably unnecessary.)

Tarjet: "Yes I know where to go for that."

you arrive at the money and chemicall supply and money swap zone.

Mr. Ryo Gato: I message Ramiel, "Ramiel, can you keep a look out for incoming combatants?"

Jee-Still Waki: ( I'm 3'6", can I even use a double barrel shotgun? )

Mr. Ryo Gato: Sure, you'll move back afew feet when firing!

Ramiel: "Sure thing, I'll patrol the area"

Jee-Still Waki: ( We breaching now or ending the session? Because I'm good with continuing. )

Mr. Ryo Gato: Eh, I gotta end session.

Ramiel begins scanning the area

Mr. Ryo Gato: Fences to repair.

Ramiel: rolling 1d100+30
(97)+30= 127

Mr. Ryo Gato: (This was alot of fun!)

Jee-Still Waki: ( Sounds fun to do. )

Gaven C. (GM): (Yeah end session.)
Also Gator roll 3d10 for mental damage for killing an Inno.

Mr. Ryo Gato: rolling 3d10
(2+8+3)= 13
Right.
So I'm down to 57

Gaven C. (GM): So exp
Gator you do the part where you were gm.
Jee gets 30

Mr. Ryo Gato: Yes.

Gaven C. (GM): Ramiel and Ryo get 20
And For the roll ramiel you scan 2 armored cars and about 5 humanoid figures in the mine.

Mr. Ryo Gato: Got it.

Ramiel: coolio

Mr. Ryo Gato: Okay, +20 from my side. +20 to both of ya for rescuing fried and repairing fried.
I hadn't considered surgical precision with the ship weapons so that was a good line of discussion, I would think.
Alright, see you guys next week. I got (another) sleep test so I may be abit off that day.
Good job guys! I'll catch the pastebin later!