Endtown RPG Session #37

We begin!
We join our heroes bruised and wounded in the great wastes. A fierce fight has led to a fiercer negoiation.
Slavers have taken afew items, alittle cash, and a jeep from you in exchange for not finishing you off.

Clayton: (( Did we want to go with the idea of Clayton showing up, or the team limping back to Deep City where he finds out? ))

Cas Hutson: ((I was thinking of going back to Deep City))

Martin Baron: ( I'm good with either or )

Claudius Silvanus: (( Good with either ))

Martin Baron: ( Limp back then? )

You decide to limp back to deep city for a 12 gauge slug removal.

Martin Baron: ( Meanwhile, in the Legion of Doom )

GM (GM): (Nanananana...na.)
You have returned to the nearest colony, deep city.

Martin Baron: ( GRUNDY WANT PANTS )

M. Walker spends her time aboard Herschel in stern silence. That incident cut her deep.

Claudius Silvanus rubs the spot where the bullet hit him. "I can walk this off, but I think you fellas need proper care."

Clayton has been reviewing his gear while the group scouted ahead.

Cas Hutson remain upset as he keeps close to the group, rethinking his choice over sticking with them in the first place.

Clayton spots the group limping in, none doing well for wear "What the hell happened?"

GM (GM): Proceed to obtain medical aid?

Martin Baron consistently presses his hand against the stab wounds, blood still seeping from them.

Martin Baron: ( Yep. )

Claudius Silvanus: The moose spots the bandaged man "These are your friends? Cause we got hit by slavers pretty bad."

Clayton frowns. "Really? Hoe did that happen?" He doesn't seem to care who the moose is.

GM (GM): (Probably should move him to the token layer, huh?)
((Before we continue:https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B9zUbKbVjWUBcTRWdDZqaTN1bXc ))

Cas Hutson: (( Hm?))

Martin Baron speaks up, "We... I was buying information from him... Asked if I wanted slaves. I wanted to get them free but... God almighty, they #$(%@) us up."

Claudius Silvanus looks down at Clay "We traversed outside of the colony and the first thing we meet is a shady trader... then the hare here stabbed him and all hell broke loose."

GM (GM): ((Additions: Shmooze has been changed, a tackle melee attack has been added. And all that stuff about dittos, and examples of anthro enemies has been added to the beastiary.)

Martin Baron: ( I didn't do diddly, actually )
( I got stabbed to "death" as soon as it was Palpatine's turn. )

Cas Hutson: (But at least you ended up surviving that somehow.)

Claudius Silvanus: (( He didn't notice it ))

Martin Baron: ( True )
GM (GM): ((You raised your gun!))

Clayton shakes his head, taking in a deep sigh. "Alright. Let's get them into the hospital."

Martin Baron: ( Ah, that's true too )
( Can't wait to try the schmoozing though )

Clayton: "Who all is injured and to what extent?"

Claudius Silvanus points to Mana and Martin "Her and him. Had to bargain to keep them alive"

afew hours have passed while the doctors work away. Those that got patched have been healed +60hp

the doctor, however, points out this isn't a charity and bills you for 2,000 dollars.

Martin Baron: ( Is it possible to negotiate that down? )

GM (GM): Sure!

Claudius Silvanus: ( Can I do it since I'm a native? )

Martin Baron: (inb4 bad roll)

GM (GM): Sure!

Clayton faces both Mana and Martin. "You two both need to rest. I'm going out to get our stuff."

Cas Hutson grimaces over the cost. "2,000 dollars!? Does it look like we got that much on us!?"

Claudius Silvanus looks over "Come on doc, you know me. I'm not exactly making money with my workshop ever since the mutant affair started, give me a bit of a discount. I've fixed your bike after all..."

Claudius Silvanus: rolling 1d100+35
(20)+35= 55

Martin Baron: "No, dammit. I want to go with you, we gotta save those slaves." Martin protests, sitting up to be at a better eye level with Clayton.

GM (GM): Okay, before we roll let me explain the rules, or how we are going to use them.

Claudius Silvanus: (( DERP, then disregard my stuff ))

GM (GM): it's going to be mind vs mind +1d100, yeah? Like your persuade rolls.
Here's the bit.

Martin Baron: ( If he fails his roll, can I make a roll too? Can probably try since we're the group who helped save Deep City. )

GM (GM): You can add a penalty to equal how much of a percent is taken off.

Claudius Silvanus: (( Ah... then lemme try that again then ))

GM (GM): so its going to be [1d100+mind-price reduction.]
Sound good?

Cas Hutson: (I can roll as well, since I got level 1 schmoozing.)

Claudius Silvanus: (( Gonna go for that 35% off ))

Clayton shakes his head again. "Your spirit is going to get you killed Martin. You need to rest, I have plenty of gear to deal with them... but I'm going to need my blaster back."

Claudius Silvanus: rolling 1d100
(59)= 59

GM (GM): okay.
rolling 1d100+25
(77)+25= 102

The doctor points out that this is NOT the first time he's had to patch you guys up.

Claudius Silvanus looks defeated and shakes his head "Sorry guys. I've tried."

GM (GM): ((Let's try again. We are testing here!))

Claudius Silvanus: (( Martin's attempt! ))

Martin Baron notices the negotiation Claudius is attempting to make. "Come on Doc. We helped the city out with that mutant problem. Please give us some leeway here."

Martin Baron: ( So percent of discount deduct from roll? )
( Mind of 3 wont help me much here. )

Claudius Silvanus: (( 15% is still a lot ))

GM (GM): Yep.

Martin Baron: rolling 1d100
(32)= 32
( Nope )

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+25
(57)+25= 82
"Cash, socks, or checks please."

Martin Baron: ( Anyone with a mind higher than a gnat, go ahead and try. )

Claudius Silvanus: (( Lack of Everett is kinda fucking us up here ))

GM (GM): In your fluster you notice Everett waiving to you from a window afew floors up.

Cas Hutson: (Hmm, I could try, but I got the mind of 4 though.)

Clayton sighs looking to make a deal with the doctor

GM (GM): *Waving, wrong word.

Clayton: rolling 1d100+30
(64)+30= 94

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+25
(36)+25= 61
What was your penalty?

Claudius Silvanus: (( 30 ? )

Clayton: oh, I just added mind, I forgot about penalty

GM (GM): Well, that was pretty high anyway, so let's go for the max possible iwth that roll, 30

Martin Baron: "Clayton, please, let me do this. I'm the one who got us into this mess. I could've bought them off him peacefully, but I went with the violent method and nearly got us killed."
( I can pay for it. )

GM (GM): For, you know, saving everyone from a violent death he'll lower it to 1,400.

Claudius Silvanus cuts in "You've done he right thing, buddy. These people should've have been enslaved!"

Martin Baron: ( Got 3713 bucks, I can cover it )

Clayton doesn't budge. "You tried your way. I'm gonna go out and get it done my way. a Zero suit should really help even the odds, but that Blaster should tip things in my favor."

Cas Hutson: (You sure about this, Martin?)

Martin Baron: ( Yeah it's fine. (

M. Walker sighs, shaking her head in shame.

GM (GM): Any other business in colony?

Claudius Silvanus points at the window "There's a Red Panda waving at us. Isn't that the one that were with you?"

Clayton: (( I could try radioing Everett to see if he has any gear that might help. ))

Cas Hutson: ((Yeah, that would be a decent idea.))

Martin Baron calls the doctor over and hands him the $1400. He looks back to Clayton, "Please, just let me rest for an hour or so and I'll come with you, dammit. I need to do this."

one hour later...

Claudius Silvanus pats Martin on the back " That's the spirit! We need to get back at those bandits!"

Clayton glares at the moose momentarily and places a hand firmly on Martin's shoulder. "You are not in good shape Martin. Rest is your best option."

Martin Baron: ( Player persuasion - off? )

GM (GM): Sure!

Martin Baron: ( And you can have the blaster )

Clayton: ((aight ))

GM (GM): (Why did you give him the blaster?)

Martin Baron: ( But persuasion for me to get out of bed and put my slippers on or sleep for another hour or two. )

Clayton: (( because it's a good portable weapon with the zero field on? ))

Martin Baron: ( Most of my stuff could be on the nightstand next to the hospital bed. Clayton could take it while leaving the room )

( Or could throw that into the persuasion deal. He wins, he takes it. Don't really care where it goes. )

GM (GM): Either or, let's roll!

Martin Baron: rolling 1d100+15
(83)+15= 98

GM (GM): Or take some sort of action.

Clayton: (( I'd rather just roll to see if you tag along. I really want to try going with theBlaster-filed combo for a change ))
rolling 1d100+35
(7)+35= 42
(das a bad one )

GM (GM): Iron willed rabbit.

Cas Hutson: (Oh boy)

Martin Baron: "I'm going with you, Clayton. Leave me behind, I'm going to follow the tracks in the wastes. You can't stop me from helping those slaves."

GM (GM): So, head out?

Claudius Silvanus: (( We can check on Everett ))

Clayton grimaces before finally relenting. "Fine Martin, your gonna get yourself killed doing this stuff one day." He pauses, making sure to grab his stolen blaster. "but perhaps not today. Who else is coming?"

Claudius Silvanus: (( I'm weaponless currently ))
(( We need some gear given we have none ))

GM (GM): You do have your antlers

Martin Baron hands Clayton the blaster. "And here. You want it so much, you can have it. Just... don't have it on drill when we get there."

Cas Hutson: ((I only got a bat over here. A ranged weapon would be nice.))

GM (GM): brb

Martin Baron: ( Got $2313, could toss some money both your ways for a gun. )

Clayton digs into his backpack, pulling out his old flamethrower. "Any one of you averse to using a little bit of napalm?"

Claudius Silvanus frowns "I don't really want to see people burnt to crisp..."

GM (GM): back

Martin Baron: ( How much do I heal for? )

GM (GM): +60

M. Walker shakes her head grimly. "Not for what we're after."

Martin Baron: ( Damn, nice. I'm only 40 points to full )

Cas Hutson widens his eyes a bit upon noticing Clayton's flamethrower. "How the hell did you get that from?" Cas questioned.

GM (GM): ("Made it.")

Martin Baron: ( Anyway, Cas and Claud, you pick your weapons and ammo, I can cover for it. Don't have much else use for the cash. )
( I'll create new tabs for you two. )

Cas Hutson: (Thanks Martin)

Claudius Silvanus: (( I have ability to use heavy weapons so I guess a HMG would be good enough. Any kind. We're talking about a 7' moose. He ain't gonna use a pea-shooter))

Clayton shrugs. "I've had it forever. I forgotten where I've I got it really."

Martin Baron: ( Mana, you healed from that +60? Could take another hour of rest or so just to be safe. )

GM (GM): (Yes she did.

Cas Hutson: (Cas could go with a pistol, like a 5.45 mm Random 35, or maybe a 9mm Blue)

Martin Baron: ( Costs? )

Cas Hutson: (The 5.45 mm's $300, with $25 per 100ct ammo box. The 9mm Blue though is $336 with $28 per 100ct ammo box.)

Martin Baron: ( Total costs )

M. Walker: (Yeah, I'll need a bit more cause my max is 110)

Claudius Silvanus: ( HMG has no cost it seems )

Cas Hutson: (Okay, the first option will be $350, while the other's total cost is $392.)

Martin Baron: ( Shouldn't be too hard to find them. I doubt a slaver would move both himself and his produce so far into the wastes. They're probably close to where we found them, in some ruins most likely. )

GM (GM): While you are resting and compling your shoping lists Everett takes the advantage and comes you to guys.

Martin Baron: ( Since he's an NPC, GM will now voice for him. )
( And fine, I'll pay the 392 )
( Claudius, you got your total costs set up? )

Cas Hutson: (Alrighty then.)

Everett: Hey guys, my arm was getting tired. Are you guys doing alright?
I saw you guys come in pretty bad shape here.

Claudius Silvanus: (( No HMG in the weapon list ))

Martin Baron: ( Could ask yourself if you could borrow some science to make a science gun )

GM (GM): ((The .50 cal is the heaviest on the list. If you need heavier than that...))

Claudius Silvanus: (( M60 will work ))

GM (GM): ((Then just pick up rocks and throw them.))

M. Walker: "We got jumped by slavers..." Mana sighs sorely to Everett

Clayton: "They got hit hard by slavers, I'm getting ready to track 'em down, and we just needed to organize some gear."

Claudius Silvanus: (( Or .... I'll just see if I can do something in my workshop real quick... ))

Everett: Yeah, I made the right decision staying here. I love being not shot... Sorry, didn't realize I said that aloud.

Claudius Silvanus: (( Haha... Yeah sounds like Evertt alright. ))

Everett: Not to toot my horn but I'm kind of of a whiz here now. I can rig something for you guys. I found the company armory if you need.

Martin Baron: ( Anything you need to buy? Also, I was joking about GM voicing Everett and all. )

Claudius Silvanus: (( GM and I worked it out. He has my notes on him now ))

Clayton chuckles, "Like the time you rigged up that thermite launcher for me?"

Claudius Silvanus looks at Clayton "Thermite launcher?"

Martin Baron: ( Cool )

Clayton: "Went about as well as you expect."

Everett: Well, this time I have better tools than Martin's sink.
And you were not caught in that explosion! I was, if anyone is going to gripe about it then its going to be me!

Cas Hutson glances over at Everett. "You found a company armory? What kind of stuff does it got there for us to use?"

Cas Hutson: (Eyyy DJ!)

GM (GM): DJ! Yo!

DJ-Max: (Sorry for being late! Had things I needed to take care of! Sup ya'll?)

Martin Baron: ( Hey DJ! )
( While you and Clayton were gone, we nearly got killed by slavers )

Everett: Basic stuff for handling vores like riot gear, shields, batons, but the better stuff like tasers is alittle broke.

Claudius Silvanus is just silent and looks at Everett "...are you sure you havent' hit your head?"

Martin Baron: ( And now we're healing and preparing to go back and kill them )

Everett: I'm sorry, who are you?

Claudius Silvanus buffs his chest "Claudius Silvanus, a mechanic here. I think it was your jeep that I've repaired... until well... that slaver thing happened."

Everett: Ah, so apparently you think you are smarter than me? Is that it?

DJ-Max: (I see! I see~)

Claudius Silvanus looks down at the Red Panda puzzled. "No? I'm just a mechanic here..."

Everett: Damn straight! Anyway, I can help you guys out. I could put together a weapon or to if you guys want to hang around for a day.

Claudius Silvanus whispers to Clayton "Was he always like that before he hit his head?"

Clayton: "No can do, we're moving out very soon."

DJ-Max: "A bit."

Claudius Silvanus rubs his head and looks around "We could use some protective armour..."

Clayton shrugs "Everyone's a bit crazy topside."

Martin Baron: ( Oh right, and here's a drawing I got done of your character last week. http://imgur.com/2SKsRea Sorry it's not very good. Hoping to improve later. )

Yeah: let me check with the boss...

Everett turns to the mutant standing next to him who falls backwards trying to eat his own leg.

Everett sighs and turns back.

DJ-Max: (Oh! That's pretty cool. Far more realistic then I've drawn him. I like it.)

GM (GM): ((Nice!))

Martin Baron: ( Yeah, can't draw cartoon style at all, thought a realistic animal would work out better. Didn't go so well with Everett though )

Cas Hutson gives a small nod. "Yeah, some armor would be nice, in case gettin' shot happens."

Everett: the boss says he can issue you riot vests and a shield. Explosives are going to come out of my pay...

Claudius Silvanus rubs his chin... wondering if he recognizes the mutant from somewhere.

Everett: Hey Claud.
you can use explosives, right?

Claudius Silvanus: Ummm I don't think so. I can weld, I can design and I know a little bit of chemistry but I never touched TNT in my life

GM (GM): ((Riot vest: 70 hp))

Martin Baron: "Mind if I get some armor too? Need something to avoid any further stab wounds..."

Cas Hutson: ((Oooh, nice))

Everett: Well, I whipped this up while gargle wasn't looking.

M. Walker nods. "Same here..."

Everett hands Claudius a K-79 single tube grenade launcher, three grenade rounds and 5 sandbag rounds.

Everett: Keep these chuckleheads safe, okay?

GM (GM): Does anyone want a shield?

Martin Baron: ( Sure )

Clayton waits patiently for everyone to gear up.

Martin Baron: ( I'll become the next Captain America )

DJ-Max: (Be sure to shout 'FOR FREEDOM')

Cas Hutson: (But can you throw that shield like Captain America though?)

Claudius Silvanus looks over the launcher "I think I know how to use this... "

Claudius Silvanus: (( Martin mind buying more ammo for this?

Martin Baron: ( No no, give everyone a shield. We will form the Testudo formation )
( Sure. How much are you thinking? )

The monster throws up some papers onto the street.

Claudius Silvanus: (( 10? ))

Martin Baron: ( Sorry, I mean what's the cost? )

Everett: The boss is saying we need to get back to work. Listen, I need some stuff while you guys are out there to help with the...mission.

Martin Baron: ( https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/ac/Testudo_formation.jpg The slavers will never be able to stop us )

GM (GM): 800 for 10

Martin Baron: ( Wew lad. Fine, down to 1100 )
"Do you have anything else I can use to protect myself? Like a shield like Gray had?"

Everett: we have one of those, sure. Listen.

he directs Martin away from the others.

Everett: I need missile parts. Guidance systems, CPUs, that kind of thing.

Martin Baron: "Wh-what?" Martin whispers worriedly.

Everett: And not for what you think, I'll put together a jamming system, I think that would help alot.

GM (GM): Pretty much any advanced tech, bring it in and I'll try to make something useful, okay?
And hut!

Everett: Okay, sure, here is the shield

Martin Baron nods. "Yeah, I can do that. Hopefully Flask wont notice..."

GM (GM): Transparent Riot Shield*: 240 hp.

Martin Baron: ( Radical )

GM (GM): Everett and the monster go back to their office.
They wave goodbye.

Martin Baron: "Thanks Everett. I'll try not to die this time."

Claudius Silvanus looks in Martin's direction while trying out the tube launcher "What was that all about?"

Martin Baron: ( Rest up real quick to completely heal up or just head out? )

Cas Hutson: (Could be best to you and Walker to rest real quick before we all head out.)

you rest a day, +10 hp, +1 mp.

Clayton: ( NO time, Clayton wants to leave now! )
( Drat )

Martin Baron shakes his head. "Nothing like you'd think, just a deal we made. I bring him tech we find out in the wastes, he makes stuff. Hopefully things that will prevent anyone from horrifically dying."

wasting no time, the party starts early again on the trail of vengeance.

Claudius Silvanus looks at Martin puzzled "You trust that guy? He looks unhinged"

Cas Hutson: (I'll be right back, gotta do something real quick.)

Clayton: "He has been, but he's also been a great help for us."

Martin Baron laughs at Claudius's remark. "He kind of is..."

Martin Baron: "But yes, we can trust him."

Clayton equips his suit and the blaster, he holds off on activating his zero field.

GM (GM): With some help from Hershel you find your way back to the spot where you had your encounter.

...Unless you wanted to go somewhere else.

Martin Baron: (( Gonna do some perception through my binoculars )

Clayton surveys the area, looking for any signs where the jeep may have went.

Martin Baron: rolling 1d100+15
(46)+15= 61
"This is where we met the guy... Damn lucky he wasn't in the mood to let us bleed to death at the time."

GM (GM): Zoom out!

Clayton: rolling 1d100+30
(83)+30= 113

Cas Hutson: (Alright, I'm back.)

GM (GM): You spot things to the East, South East, and south.

Martin Baron: ( I hope that's our transport )

GM (GM): And north east.

Clayton: can I roll land navigation for extra clues?

GM (GM): Sure.

Clayton: ( +5 or +10 per skill point? )

GM (GM): (You mean for mind?

Clayton: for land navigation 1

GM (GM): Then roll 1d100

Clayton: rolling 1d100
(58)= 58

GM (GM): Get 60 or better.

Clayton: drat

GM (GM): You have no clue where you are.

Martin Baron: ( What's Mana's at? )

Clayton can't seem to distinguish the jeep's tracks

Martin Baron: ( He could give it a go )

GM (GM): (Mana's at pretty good.)
She can also track things with her canine smell.

Claudius Silvanus: (( BTW what are my gun's stats? ))

GM (GM): Knocker-79: A single tube launcher.
Sports break action and an iron sight so it
loads just like a shotgun. Barreling allows
the unit to have longer range. Range: 500ft.
Payload: 1. $558
Damage for grenade is Grenade: $80. Damage:

GM (GM): 5d10+50(75) Blast radius: 8 feet
Sandbags: $20. Damage:
4d10+40 (60)

Martin Baron: ( I'm guessing sandbags are like the rubber bullets of guns? )

GM (GM): Yes.

Clayton looks back to the others, "Anyone else want to give things a go? ?I didn't have much luck"

GM (GM): Just out of a grenade launcher.
You do gleen that two of these sightings are buildings and the other two look like activity in the open wastes.

Martin Baron: ( Can anyone who doesn't have the skill give it a try? )

Cas Hutson: (Hmm. Got a bonus in perception on smell..)
(But I dunno if that'll work.)

Martin Baron: "Those slavers did tell us that Topsiders roam about these areas. We should be extra careful."

GM (GM): Sure.
It's almost as if canines themselves were bred specifically for this purpose.

Cas Hutson: (Alrighty, Imma roll then.)
rolling 1d100+20
(60)+20= 80

GM (GM): plus 20 for your canine sense.
You track... Engine oil and exhaust.

Clayton watches Cas, "You find anything?"

GM (GM): You've got it down to the two southern points of interest.
You must resmell to get a fix.

Clayton: ( Can I retrack from here? )

Cas Hutson nods at Clayton's question. "Yeah, I can smell some oil and exhaust over here. Can't track it exactly, but it's somewhere."

Claudius Silvanus: Oh that's excellent! I can't wait to get our Jeep back!

DJ-Max: "A general direction is better then anything."

Martin Baron: "Hershel. Is it possible for you to detect any Topsiders or transports? Or worse, if they could detect us?"

GM (GM): Smell again Cas to get a better fix.

Cas Hutson: (Alrighty.)
(Mind points plus bonus with the roll?)

GM (GM): Yeah. mind*5
Like intiative.

Cas Hutson: (Alright, cool.)
rolling 1d100+20+20
(45)+20+20= 85

GM (GM): You track it to the open field area there you find... a hole?

DJ-Max: "...Yo was' this clova'field stuff doing here man?"

Clayton steps out of Hershel as they arrive, a bit perplexed by the location. He activates his zero field, making an exception for his shooting hand as he retrieves the blaster. "All of you, don't touch me until I say you can. Zero field is up."

Cas Hutson: "I dunno, but I can smell it coming from the hole," Cas notes as he gets out of the transporter.

Claudius Silvanus hesitates but finally asks "...What's a zero field?"

Martin Baron: "Hold up Clayton. There might be slaves down there. You gotta be extra careful."
( Can I make a hearing perception roll? Sorry for all the rolls, just want to be safe and all. )

Cas Hutson: (Yeah, that wouldn't be a bad idea.)

GM (GM): (( https://youtu.be/mTJ6GPGMozo ))

Clayton nods, "It's fine. I'm only gonna kill the slavers if I can help him."

GM (GM): Sure, listen away.

Martin Baron: rolling 1d100+35
(72)+35= 107

DJ-Max: "You know those guns the top siders got deer? Like those...'cept in a field ya feel?"

Martin Baron holds a hand up and walks close to the hole, putting his ear close to try to listen for any sounds.

Martin Baron: "I hear... laughing. I think they're counting something... Sounds like coins. Women and men laughing in the hole."
( Oh wait, post apocalypse - coins. My fault. )

Clayton: "Probably counting our money."

Martin Baron: ( Dollar bills or cans of beans. Take your pick. )

GM (GM): Coins or very hard dollar bills, either or.

Claudius Silvanus rubs his chin "You mean the ones that disintigrate you? I only heard about those... never saw one."

Clayton: brb, have to run to the store real quick

Martin Baron: ( WELL OK THEN )
( GOODBYE ULTIMATE WEAPON )

DJ-Max: "Yeah... you might if'n ya' stick up hear long 'nough to get one o'them gats pointed at you."

Clayton takes his position at the rear of the group until they set off.

GM (GM): ( Who is also carrying your other ultimate weapon.

Clayton: (( I will onyl be gone for about 5 min. just hold out for a bit if you want. ))

Claudius Silvanus gulps....

Martin Baron: "We can probably sneak in, get the slaves to safety before we storm them down."
( I'm fine with waiting 5 minutes or so )

something is climbing out of the hole!

you only have a split second to react, hide? Attack? Run?

Martin Baron: ( The transporter is out in the open, hiding is a moot point )
( We can probably hold him up, someone could tackle him down and muffle him so the others wont get alerted )

Cas Hutson: (Yeah. Could do that.)

DJ-Max would not want to attack just yet. It could he'd rather wait and see...

Martin Baron: ( Dammit, can't hide now. )

GM (GM): You see one of the ferrets, she climbs out, sees you, and holds dead still.

Clayton: (( back now ))

Martin Baron: ( One of the ferrets climbed out of the hole. Should we console her or tackle her down to muffle any yelling? )

GM (GM): Sand bag her!

Clayton stares her down in full topsider garb. "who are you?"

Martin Baron let's out a sigh of relief, it's one of the slaves. He puts a finger to his lips and says "Keep quiet. We're here to help."

Cas Hutson: (Don't sand bag her!)

Martin Baron: ( Sarcasm isn't your first language, is it? )

GM (GM): She doesn't know who to listen to now!

Clayton looks down to Martin, letting him go first

Martin Baron: ( Um... Schmooze to get her to quietly come to us without screaming? )

GM (GM): She walks torwards you signalling to take her away from here.

Martin Baron: ( Works for me )

Claudius Silvanus: ( Sorry for not being here quite often, still cooking stuff. Should be done in a few )

Cas Hutson: (Alright)

GM (GM): Regular persuasion roll for that.

Clayton steps closer tot eh edge of the cave.

GM (GM): Cooking in important!

Martin Baron: ( Actually wait, I can schmooze for any info inside the hole. Map it out. )
rolling 1d100+15
(30)+15= 45
( Or just fail horribly, why not. )

GM (GM): Yes, you go inside the cave and talk about. through your chit chat you find out all the interesting gossip!

Martin Baron: "We're here to rescue you and the others. Where are the others located and how many slavers are there?"
( Oh wait, I got 1 rank in schmoozing )

Dehlilia: Uh, I'm the only one. Please, can we just get out of here?

Martin Baron: "What? What happened to the others?"

Dehli: They were...Sold.

Clayton frowns. "Where... were they taken?"

Claudius Silvanus: ( Back )

Claudius Silvanus growls "We need to get them back!"

Dehli: I don't know! Somewhere! There was dust! Please, can't we just go? I'm very upset.

Clayton directs the ferret to the transporter. "Stay here for a bit, we still have unfinished business here."

Cas Hutson shakes his head. "Can't. We gotta get some stuff back from those slavers."

Dehli: Why do you have a topsider with you?

Clayton: "Just a suit dollface"

Martin Baron pauses for a second, trying to think things over. He looks to Clayton then back to the slave and says "Hide in the transport, the back of the room. We gotta deal with the slavers down below, and we'll come back up to get you somewhere safe."

Dehli: Please, I'm begging you! Just take me away from here!

Martin Baron: ( Anyone considering that she might be in on this operation, and might be luring us away for something shady? )

Claudius Silvanus looks around "Can we take her with us? She's safter in that boxcar"

GM (GM): ( Or she is trying to save you from something horrible! Could be like a sarlac pit in there.

Martin Baron: ( Schmooze to find out what's so horrible down there? Or persuade? )

Cas Hutson: (I could schmooze her about that.)

Clayton shakes his head, "No can do." He paces back toward Hershel. "Hershel, keep this ferret safe unless I say otherwise, Authorize only Me, Martin and Everett to access you."

Martin Baron: ( Well I got a rank in that. Does it add 10 points or something? )

Cas Hutson: (I got a rank too.)

Clayton: (( Meant to say "Until otherwise." ))

GM (GM): I'm afraid that information requires more schmooze.

Martin Baron: rolling 1d100+15
(7)+15= 22
( My schmooze game is weak )

GM (GM): Each level allows you to have more information from a group.
This is just standard interrogation!

Cas Hutson: (Lemme give it a try.)

Martin Baron: ( I noticed a correlating theme here: I make absolutely horrible rolls unless it's against players. )

Clayton: (( Does Hershel confirm my orders? ))

GM (GM): Yes he does.

Cas Hutson: (I add in the mind*5 in that roll for schmooze, is that right?)

GM (GM): He lets the ferret in.

Cas Hutson: (Oh.)

GM (GM): Schmooze isn't really applicable.
It's like street wise.
But we could test it if you want.
Commence schmooze test?

Cas Hutson: (Sure)

Martin Baron: (( SCHMOOZE OFF )

GM (GM): You are at a party.
There are lots of people.
They all know alittle about something.

Claudius Silvanus: (( I'll try ))
rolling 1d100+35
(64)+35= 99

Martin Baron: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UbQgXeY_zi4 )

Cas Hutson: rolling 1d100+20
(60)+20= 80

Martin Baron: ( This'll only end one way )

GM (GM): At level 1, you learn that afew people in this party don't like eachother and may start a fight.

Cas Hutson: (Hoo boy)

Martin Baron: (( I'll throw my weak schmooze game in too ))
rolling 1d100+15
(88)+15= 103

GM (GM): Or your borrowed 500 dollars.

Martin Baron: ( Cheers ))

Cas Hutson: (DANG)

GM (GM): At level 2 you would learn that there are drugs about in the party or that the groups plan to fight tonight.

Martin Baron: ( Anyway, sorry for confusing schmooze and persuasion )

GM (GM): or 1000 in cash or gear.
It's still very vague I think.
The thing is that it is used for crowded settings.

Martin Baron: ( Barely get into those. Don't remember if we ever had. )

GM (GM): This is literally the exact opposite unless you are a soot sayer.
Sure, inside a colony counts.
End of schmooze test.
We'll work on it.
So, actions?!

Martin Baron: ( Ah well. Anyway, slave girl who might die of not-getting-sex syndrome like ferrets apparently do is safe, now all that's left is the hole. )
( Seriously, why do ferrets die because of that again? )

GM (GM): Estrogen overdose?

Cas Hutson: (We should have one of us get into the hole and check to see if it's safe to get inside.)

Martin Baron: ( Maybe )

GM (GM): biology is weird.

Martin Baron: ( Obviously that person is Clayton. )

GM (GM): Who enters?

Claudius Silvanus: ( Pff... And yeah estrogen overdose )

Martin Baron: ( Then again, he's aggressive as all hell, though he can probably tank the MP damage )

GM (GM): rolling 1d100
(59)= 59

Claudius Silvanus looks around "Can I fit in there?"

GM (GM): rolling 1d100
(21)= 21
rolling 1d100
(51)= 51
rolling 1d100
(97)= 97
Yep.
It's more like an enclosed ramp than a hole

Martin Baron: ( I'm scared. What's all that rolling for? )
( Also Clayton, you here? )

GM (GM): ((Crap, you saw that.))

Martin Baron: ( Species determination? )

Claudius Silvanus: (( GMRoll! ))

Clayton: (( I'm here had to step out again for something. ))

Martin Baron: ( Just reroll privately to yourself )
( While you were gone, Hershel received the party bus upgrade. )

Clayton: danke

Cas Hutson: (Yeah, we were taking the schmooze test)

GM (GM): ( Untz untz untz))
I'm picking claudius.

Martin Baron: (( Anyway, we're penetrating the hole, and apparently GM picked for us. )

GM (GM): He goes down there.
I am impatient. I am sorry.

Cas Hutson: (It's fine.)

Clayton moves in, cranking the gun

GM (GM): It's a sarlac

Clayton: drat

Cas Hutson: (Oh)

Martin Baron: ( Not good )

Cas Hutson: (OH)

GM (GM): I'm joking.

Cas Hutson: (What even is a Sarlac though.)

Claudius Silvanus grabbs the flamethrower and the nade launcher... he hopes he won't have to use the flamethrower...

Martin Baron: ( Star Wars you knob )
( Well, now that we know that the slaves are pretty much gone except the one, using a flamethrower seems pretty safe right now. )

Cas Hutson: (Pfft, sorry. Just haven't watched all the Star Wars movies yet.)

GM (GM): It looks like a kind of cache or basement.

Martin Baron: ( Can I enter in behind them? )
( Ha ha! Innuendo. )

Clayton: rolling to survey the room

GM (GM): It appears this way is the only way out.

Clayton: rolling 1d100+30
(34)+30= 64

Claudius Silvanus: ( Martin, Claudius is a greenhorn. Be prepared for his well-done first steak to be vomit inducing )

Martin Baron: ( I plan to revel in his misery )

GM (GM): Good enough.

Martin Baron: ( That skank was lying! )

GM (GM): You discover everyone was hiding.

Clayton: have we been noticed yet?

GM (GM): Yep.

Clayton: init then?

GM (GM): Yep.

Claudius Silvanus: rolling 1d100+55
(42)+55= 97

Clayton: rolling 1d100+70
(80)+70= 150

Claudius Silvanus: ( Gonna reroll that due to my trait )
rolling 1d100+55
(67)+55= 122

Cas Hutson: rolling 1d100+20
(43)+20= 63

Claudius Silvanus: ( Ha, got it!)

Martin Baron: ( We moving in yet, or do we come in a turn later? )

rolling 1d100+55
(79)+55= 134

GM (GM): Youre only feet away, so I'd say you can join in!

DJ-Max hears a fight starting. He gets involved as one would expect.

Martin Baron: ( ... We need to see what Jasimil or whatever she was called is doing. )

Claudius Silvanus: (( Power up those gloves, DJ ))

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+25
(64)+25= 89

rolling 1d100+40
(25)+40= 65

rolling 1d100+45
(71)+45= 116

Martin Baron: ( Nice, 9 tiles. Can reach the first lion no problem. )

GM (GM): Okay, Clayton's turn

Martin Baron: ( Hey Clatyton, I can run to go tase Lion #1 then end turn with my shield up, so I should be safe. )

Claudius Silvanus: ( I'll try to aim for Sheev )

Clayton grimaces under his suit, time to get to work. He charges ahead to Lion 2

Cas Hutson: (I'll aim for the Lion 1)

Clayton: (( I'll punch the lion with my knuckle dusters ))

GM (GM): ((Literally.))

Clayton: (( yessss ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( Come on, Clay... I need to work my nades! ))

GM (GM): He'll parry with his shotgun.

Clayton: rolling 1d100+35
(100)+35= 135

Martin Baron: ( wew lad )

GM (GM): That hit.

Clayton: (( OHHH ))

Cas Hutson: (OH SNAP)

Clayton: (( DUST ALL OVER SHEEV ))

Martin Baron: (( Roll intimidation while you're at it, because that punch was godlike. )

GM (GM): I should point out that the den is underground. You must be in the grey area to make a shot into the den.

Cas Hutson: (Aye, I'll have to move then.)

Clayton: (( What is the roll for intimidation? ))

GM (GM): 1d100+mind bonus.
It's mind vs mind.

Martin Baron: ( I'm going to make the run to lion #1 and shank-stun him. )

GM (GM): And it's martin's trun

Martin Baron: ( 9 tiles, 1 action )

Clayton: (( Aight ))

Martin Baron: ( Rolling to hit with handheld taser )

rolling 1d100+45
(29)+45= 74

Clayton rushes ahead, rounding by a crate and swinging his fist forward, just in time to catch the lion off-guard and disintegrate him.

GM (GM): That's a hit

Martin Baron: ( 1d10? )

GM (GM): He'll roll fort
Yes.

Martin Baron: ( Arigato )

GM (GM): rolling 1d100 beat 40.
(61)= 61

Martin Baron: rolling 1d10
(3)= 3

GM (GM): Nope.

Claudius Silvanus: (( Actually... fuck I'm gonna do gore attack ))

Martin Baron: ( He failed or I failed? )
( It's under 40, right? )

GM (GM): He failed

Martin Baron: ( Sorry, thank you. )

GM (GM): correct.
so he is out
rolling 1d10
(2)= 2
2 turns

Martin Baron: ( I rolled 1d10 earlier, got a 3 )

GM (GM): Last action?

Martin Baron: ( Could go intimidation. )

Claudius Silvanus: (( Hmm... how many actions I have at 6 AGL? ))
(( Try it ))

GM (GM): Ah, I thought that was damage. Ah well, 3 turns then.

Clayton: (( It's moments with a blitzkrieg like this that I wonder if npcs should have panic dies they have to roll. ))

Martin Baron looks to the others and screams out "Everyone #$(%ing surrender! Or you'll bite the #$(%ing dust!"

GM (GM): Just 2 claudius. You're right on the line to get another.

Martin Baron: rolling 1d100+15
(1)+15= 16
( PFF )

GM (GM): You sound like a muppet.

Clayton: (( the don't even notice you over me. ))

Cas Hutson: (Pfff)

Clayton: (( lol ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( You sound high pitched ))
(( Can't charge at Sheev for a gore attack? ))

Martin Baron: (( Saying "Bite the dust" really doesn't help either ))

GM (GM): ((I just can't find fitting music for this.

Martin Baron: (( End turn ))

GM (GM): Sure!

Martin Baron: (( Hotline Miami music? ))

GM (GM): Hmmm. I should amend that you can gore and move. That does seem logical.
Sure!

Martin Baron: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcM_JrdSJSU ))

Clayton: (( no, this. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0W8pOI-l4C4 ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( I charge at Sheev then ))

GM (GM): All your actions then.

Claudius Silvanus: (( Yep... Melee bonus for AGL 6, Level 3 is what again? Seems I don't have these fields fileld out ))

GM (GM): +30

Clayton: (( Do ya wanna get shived boy? ))

Claudius Silvanus: rolling 1d100+30
(28)+30= 58

Martin Baron: (( Remind me to invention roll on Claudius some knives taped to his antlers ))

GM (GM): How about this. Gore: Able to attack after charge/sprint. If attack fails you are prone.
Sheev will parry.
rolling 1d100+15
(96)+15= 111

Claudius Silvanus: (( Fuck ))

GM (GM): Treachery then!

Martin Baron: (( Dammit Sheev! Enough with your high rolls! ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( This season, then... ))

GM (GM): You are parried and hit the dirt.
Ferrets turn!
Two ferrets get in the car.

Claudius Silvanus curses

Martin Baron: ( Remember, I heard female laughing. These ferrets are completely in this scam )

GM (GM): Three are headed out the door.
door.
Lion's turn!
Martin, He's going to try to grapple you!
Wait, nm.

Clayton: heh

GM (GM): He spends his turn convulsing.
Cas!

Martin Baron: ( Taser is best weapon )
( ... When it works )

Cas Hutson: (You forgot the robed guy's turn)
(He's got a 65)

GM (GM): Right, I lined them up manually.
Sheev!

Claudius Silvanus: IT'S A TRAP!

GM (GM): He runs over to a wall and pulls a lever. A door drops down.
Who did we lose?
Ah, Kaz.

Martin Baron: ( Kazen )

GM (GM): I've just got to establish a pidgeon route or something for him.

Martin Baron: ( I can chase Sheev down if he gets away )

GM (GM): Okay, Cas!

Martin Baron: ( Or tackle the "slaves" in the car. )

Clayton yells back to the others, "Cover the exits, nobody escapes! Nobody!"

Cas Hutson: (I could try to take aim at Sheev, though I would like to not hit the slaves nor the jeep.)

GM (GM): ((I'm begining to like that sarlac pit idea.)

Clayton: (( need to be inside for that. ))

Cas Hutson: (Yeah, I gotta my token inside.)

Clayton: (( I recommend cutting the slaves off. ))

Cas Hutson enters into the hole, pulling out his 9mm Blue.

Cas Hutson: (Alright, could do that.)

GM (GM): Is that your turn?

Or is there more you'd do?

Clayton: (( Yeah, we can chase 'ole sheev down. ))

Cas Hutson: (Could scare the ferets trying to escape into staying inside.)

Martin Baron: ( I can chase him and tase him, you can go for the ones in the car )
( Try it. Better than shooting what might actually be innocent slaves. )

Cas Hutson: (What's the roll for that?)

DJ-Max: (I can block the exit and do the same.)

GM (GM): 1d100+mind bonus
They roll the same.

Cas Hutson: (Alright.)

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+45
(13)+45= 58
Gm rolls.

Cas Hutson: rolling 1d100+20
(79)+20= 99

Martin Baron: ( Damn smart slaves with a mind of 45 )

GM (GM): DJ!
Cas has hollered and them and deterred them from exiting that way.

Cas Hutson barks out towards the ferrets, "Don't even fucking think about moving your asses out!"

DJ-Max heard Clayton yelling. He decides to move near Cas and hold the line. Clayton did yell to let none of them escape after all. Besides. Everyone else is kinda outside his move range for now, so... this is the best position.

GM (GM): Wait action

DJ-Max WAITS and ends his turn. Yes.

GM (GM): Clayton!

Claudius Silvanus yells out "WATCH OUT FOR THE JEEP"

Clayton: (( Is Sheev through the hatch yet? ))

GM (GM): not yet.

Martin Baron: ( I can get him )

Clayton: (( but I can dust him mane. ))

Martin Baron: ( But mango, he might have goods on him )

Clayton: (( What is the .sq here GM? ))

Martin Baron: ( And our dosh )

GM (GM): I already set it to 1:1.
So 1 sq is 1 agility
Interestingly, its the same if you use the system in metric. 1 meter=1agility

Clayton: Ah, thanks for clearing that up. How much health does the jeep have?

GM (GM): 900
About as much as a pickup truck.
You guys had it recently fixed up and all.

Clayton: (( Alright, I'm gonna move close behind that old fart. ))
Is it an action to change blaster modes?

GM (GM): yep.

Clayton: thought so.
I'm gonna punch him before he can escape

GM (GM): Well, he has no actions so go ahead.

Clayton: rolling 1d100+35
(87)+35= 122

GM (GM): That did it.

Claudius Silvanus: (( Holy fuck Clay... ))
(( You really are an angel of death at this point ))

Clayton grits his teeth and finishes off the old man, he glares at the Ferrets in the jeep.

Cas Hutson: (Or just One Punch Man)

Clayton: (( I'll roll intimidation on them ))

GM (GM): Okay.

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

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+45
(65)+45= 110
Nope

Clayton: umm drat
foiled again

GM (GM): They are aware of your freakish death touch though.
Martin!

Claudius Silvanus: (( Go for the ferrets escaping ))

Martin Baron: ( Can I make it to melee distance of the ferrets in one action? )
( Nah the jeep ones )

Clayton: (( the lion is definitely still a problem ))

Martin Baron: ( He's stunned for 2 more turns, it's fine )

Clayton: (( Or WILL be a problem ))

Martin Baron: ( I'll disarm him when combat ends )
( So can I reach them in 1 action or will it have to be 2? )

GM (GM): Tough decisions!

Martin Baron: ( Never mind, from that position it would take 8 tiles to get there, so I can make it. )
( Anyway, tasing the ferret on the driver's side )
rolling 1d100+45
(17)+45= 62

GM (GM): Okay.
Ah, under 20.

Martin Baron: rolling 1d10
(5)= 5
( 5 turns stunned if it hits )

GM (GM): Well, i can try to parry.
rolling 1d100+20
(80)+20= 100
Parried

Martin Baron: ( Hm. )

GM (GM): Last action?

Martin Baron: ( Could go for one last intimidation. If that doesn't work, Claud can give it a go. )

GM (GM): So much angry shouting!
Sure!

Martin Baron: ( And so many low rolls! )
rolling 1d100+15
(8)+15= 23
( Don't even bother rolling, it's a fluke )

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+45
(30)+45= 75
Claud hopper!

Claudius Silvanus will try to tackle the jeep driver

Claudius Silvanus: (( I'm prone so one action is getting up, the other is tackle, right? ))

GM (GM): Hey thanks, we can try the new tackle rules.
sure.
I really bend the rules when it gets late, huh?

Claudius Silvanus dives at the driver "GERONIMO!"

GM (GM): Roll for thunder!

Claudius Silvanus: rolling 1d100+30
(29)+30= 59
( Fuck )

GM (GM): It's a hit.
Also, i forgot to update the pdf.
Here is the definition for tackle
Tackle: 2d10 per size class. If attacker has a higher Strength attribute than the defender, then both the attack and defender are on the ground in the Prone condition. Strength bonus does not apply.

Claudius Silvanus squeezes the ferret tight "GOT YOU, SLIPPER ONE!"

Claudius Silvanus: (( Size class is tall ))

GM (GM): so that's 8d10
And she is tiny.

Clayton: (( I forgot ferrets were essentially cat-snakes ))

GM (GM): I'm still trying to find a third ability for them.
rolling 8d10
(4+4+1+10+8+1+1+9)= 38

Martin Baron: ( You already got contortion? )

GM (GM): No.
I've got hydroponic fur and claws.

Martin Baron: ( Could try that. Or grappling, since they're very noodley.)

GM (GM): I guess another contortion bonus.

Martin Baron: ( Able to wrap their whole body around an enemy )

GM (GM): Cat slinkies.
Ferret turns.
The ferret runs up the stairs, she pulls on a rope that collapses it behind her!

Claudius Silvanus: CHASE AFTER THAT ONE, ZAPSUIT

Sand is coming down from the ceiling!

err... Dust!

Cas Hutson: (Wait WHAT)

Martin Baron: "Oh, for the love of god!"

GM (GM): The ferrets decide to attack DJ and cas!

Claudius Silvanus: GRAB THE JEEP...

GM (GM): Dj! Defend!

DJ-Max is just like. "Yo I wouldn't if I was ya guys."

DJ-Max rolls to PARRY

Cas Hutson: (I don't think I got an action, so I can't defend.)

DJ-Max: rolling 1d100 + 40
(74)+40= 114

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+15
(86)+15= 101
Attack from the other one.

rolling 1d100+15
(50)+15= 65

DJ-Max: Another.
rolling 1d100 + 40
(46)+40= 86

GM (GM): Cas!
rolling 1d100+15
(96)+15= 111
You put on the armor right?

Cas Hutson: (I think I did?)

Claudius Silvanus: ( Everyone did? )

GM (GM): rolling 2d10+34
(3+5)+34= 42

Cas Hutson: (Dang)

GM (GM): Tiny, sharp claws.
Additionally, Cas!

Martin Baron: ( Wait, we all got armor? )

Cas Hutson: (Take 42 HP off of the Riot Vest?)

GM (GM): Correct, sorry, missed that step.

Claudius Silvanus: (( Yes... Everett has gotten us all armour ))

GM (GM): She just ripped into that kevlar.

Martin Baron: ( Oh, thought it was just to Cas. )
( Cool. )

GM (GM): If you say you did now, I will believe you.
I know in the comic they don't wear armor but they don't fight this much either.

Cas Hutson: (Oh wait it's my turn now, sorry.)

GM (GM): Not yet.

Cas Hutson: (Oh.)

Cas behind you you hear the transport revving up and moving out!

Martin Baron: ( I KNEW IT )

Clayton: (( What? Hershel! ))

GM (GM): He got out persuaded.

Clayton: Well now she's getting it too!

GM (GM): Really, don't be surprised. Hershel has been through like 3 different crews. He is loyal like an alley cat.
Whatever butt is in the chair takes priority.
Cas!

Martin Baron: ( How long till the dust fills up the whole room? )

Cas Hutson takes the hit with his riot vest, feeling the claws digging into the vest. He picks up the sound of the transport revving up. "Aw come on!" Cas shouts in frustration.

GM (GM): About 1 turn.

Cas Hutson: (I'm gonna try getting into the transporter and prevent the ferret from escaping.)

Clayton: (( good idea ))
(( better to try at least. ))

GM (GM): Sure, what's your Agility?

Cas Hutson: (Six I believe.)

GM (GM): You can make it.

Cas Hutson: (Cool.)

Cas Hutson immediately dashes outside and approaches the transporter, attempting to get inside.

GM (GM): Try to jump on?

Cas Hutson: (Yes)

GM (GM): You jump on the rear door, open it, and see the ferret looking back at you.
She shouts and volts of electricity hit you!

Cas Hutson: (Oough)

GM (GM): take 3d10+30
rolling 3d10+30
(2+3+10)+30= 45

Cas Hutson: (OHH)
(Looks like my vest is burnt to crisp now)

GM (GM): I'm sorry, it had to happen!
Yep.

Cas Hutson: (It's fine.)

GM (GM): Continue to hold on?

Clayton: (( Take her down! ))

Cas Hutson: (Yeah, could try, if I can.)

GM (GM): DJ!

DJ-Max is surrounded on three sides. However he has something nice. SHOCK GLOVES.

DJ-Max will taze all THREE of the ones around him...with each of his actions of course.

GM (GM): Going full dues ex.
Sure.

DJ-Max: rolling 1d100 + 40
(48)+40= 88
Tha's one.

GM (GM): I'll roll the turns
rolling 1d10
(1)= 1
Just to speed things up.

Cas Hutson: (I changed my mind. I shouldn't hold on. I might end up having an short and early death.)

DJ-Max: rolling 1d100 + 40
(14)+40= 54

GM (GM): Whiff!

DJ-Max: rolling 1d100 + 40
(2)+40= 42

GM (GM): Oh wow.

DJ-Max: Haha. Had to happen eventually.
Those other two were slippery.

GM (GM): Good to know someone else rolls like that.
You should be a gm

Sand is now raining down from the canopy!

GM (GM): You have one turn to vamos!

Martin Baron: ( Is DJ safe from the danger zone or is he possibly in danger of getting flattened? )

GM (GM): Clayton!
He is safe.

Claudius Silvanus: YO, SUITMAN... START THE JEEP AND SCRAM

Clayton: too late?

Clayton: What does sand rectangle mean?

GM (GM): Nah.
Woops. Sorry.

GM (GM): The rectangle means the danger zone. I got distracted before I could state that.
Right, Jeep, sure!

Clayton: (( I think there might be a point to chasing after the ferret who went through the trapdoor. ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( Didn't that collapse? ))

GM (GM): That door collapsed
So get a shovel.

Clayton: (( Oh yeah. time to got then

GM (GM): I mean, you could! Why not?

Martin Baron: (( Music for encounter: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htDB8SuLrng ))

GM (GM): Actions?

Cas Hutson: (I could use the claws to dig.. y'know after being the place collapse on the inside.)

Clayton frowns before he can reach the last ferret, he momentarily deactivates his field, hoping in the driver's seat of the jeep, and motioning frantically to the others. "Get in NOW!"

GM (GM): ((Gosh darn it. I keep waiting for you to slip up!))

Clayton: (( Can I even do anything if I'm waiting for them to get in? ))
(( We have slipped up by believing that ferret. ))

GM (GM): Gee... Nothing that wouldn't make you look like a bastard.

Clayton: Can I pull ahead a bit?
Like here?

GM (GM): Sure, "abit" yeah.

Martin Baron: ( I can run out of here just fine. Claudius might be able to get into the driver's seat and drive the two of you out of here.)

Claudius Silvanus: (( Yeah I can drive... ))

Clayton: (( I let anyone else press the gas if they make it on their turn. ))

GM (GM): That's pretty weird and creative.

Clayton: (( Well if the alternative is waiting for my turn? ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( Shame my gun is gone ))

GM (GM): ((Well it's probably in one of these boxes.
Martin, action!

Martin Baron: rolling 1d2
(2)= 2
Saving ferret then. Good bye Mufasa!

GM (GM): Well, at least she's easy to carry.

Claudius Silvanus: (( I can save mufasa)

Martin Baron: ( Yep. Picking her up and booking it to safe zone. If I have enough turns at the end... Zap her. )
( Can you run him out that far? )

GM (GM): You can do that, easy.

Martin Baron: ( If not, I can go for him and you go for ferret since she's as light as a slinky )
( We da good goys )

Claudius Silvanus: (( I have 6 str ))
(( You don't have that... ))

Martin Baron: ( But your agility mang, can you make it to the safe zone in time? )
( And I can drag him )

Claudius Silvanus: (( 6 AGL

Martin Baron: ( Alright. I'll throw ferret in car, go for gas to drive us out. You sure you can get the lion in time? )

Claudius Silvanus: (( GM can I do it? Run the the lion and drag him out? ))

GM (GM): Nope!

Clayton: (( Is he even worth it dude? ))

GM (GM): I mean, you can try.

Martin Baron: ( Bruh, XP for being heroes )

GM (GM): Maybe think of something to survive?

Clayton: (( XP means nothing dead. ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( Are you sure? ))

GM (GM): Maybe now is time to ask some questions, like how much dust is going to fall on you?

Martin Baron: ( Aw screw it. I'm going for lion mang and dragging him out. I want his shotgun )

Claudius Silvanus: (( AGL 6, STR 6? ))

GM (GM): How long can you hold your breath.
You don't have enough speed to get to the lion and drag him out.

Martin Baron: ( Not with 3 actions? Damn. )

GM (GM): You do.

Martin Baron: ( Or really 2 left )

GM (GM): Claud is just short.

Martin Baron: ( Radical. I'm saving Mufasa )

GM (GM): He is just a the cusp of being apex tier.

Martin Baron can't leave these people to die, even if they're filthy scammers. He runs to go drag the lion out, shouting to the others "Get out of here! I'll be fine!"

GM (GM): Claud!

Martin Baron: ( Well wait, now how's this gonna work? They're gonna have to plow through the ferrets to get by. )

Clayton R.: maybe

Cas Hutson: (Hmm..)

GM (GM): You could perform a wait action until the end of the turn.
By then the ferrets... And your allies might move out of the way.

Claudius Silvanus: (( I'm getting onto the car with the ferret... and driving. ))

Martin Baron: ( Can I move any further with the lion, or is that the extent of my range? )
( Thanks )

GM (GM): I guess that's your range.

Claudius Silvanus starts the car and pushes the PEDAL TO THE METAL

Martin Baron: ( Alright Bullwinkle, get er movin )

Claudius Silvanus: GET OUT OF THE WAY!

GM (GM): https://youtu.be/8WLQA2nOkoo

Claudius Silvanus is gonna try to manouver not to hurt anyone

GM (GM): Crates take 74 (30+40

Claudius Silvanus honks the horn like a madman

GM (GM): Ferret takes 70

Claudius Silvanus: SORRY! I'M SO SORRY!

GM (GM): Not their turn, noooo!

Martin Baron: ( Wait, tiny... Shit, that ferret's dead )

Claudius Silvanus: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGhu5Zl5ry8 ))

GM (GM): You slam into the corner.
Oop sorry.
Wrong rules for crashing.

Claudius Silvanus: (( How many points? ))
GM (GM): Ferret takes 6d10
rolling 6d10
(1+6+7+10+3+8)= 35

Martin Baron: ( Aw she should be fine then )

GM (GM): Still alive.

Claudius Silvanus: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfaLmE3a8ug ))

Martin Baron: ( Oh wait, is that the tackled one? )
( Ok good then )

GM (GM): You two three crash and without belts are ejected from the car.
jeep
and suffer
rolling 6d10
(9+9+4+4+6+8)= 40

DJ-Max: "...Oh jeez."

Claudius Silvanus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Martin Baron: ( So far the Jeep's only purpose is to crash into stuff, isn't it? )

Claudius Silvanus becomes the flying moose

Clayton: (( you were absolutely waiting an excuse to do that huh? ))

Martin Baron: ( Still, EVERYONE'S SAFE! YAY )

Claudius Silvanus: (( Do what? ))

Martin Baron: ( Except Cas. And the Transporter ferret. And the two dead guys )

Clayton: (( an excuse to catch us when we slip up. ))

GM (GM): Ferret turn.
The last conscious ferret surrenders.

Cas Hutson: (I ended up letting go, so I'll likely be seen recovering from the shock)

Claudius Silvanus: (( Oh God... is that ferret dead? ))

GM (GM): The ferret in Hershel drops the hammer and is a mile away before you can act.
You win!

Cas Hutson is on the ground, writhing in pain from the shock.

Clayton groans as he stand back up from the wreck. He notices Herschel is gone. He fumes silently in anger.

Claudius Silvanus: (( But no Herschel... ))

Cas Hutson: ((Sorry, but I tried))

Claudius Silvanus picks himself up and tries to check on the ejected passangers.

Clayton: "I should have dusted that Ferret when I had the chance!"

Claudius Silvanus: Everyone alive?

GM (GM): Clayton! It should be noted that your suit is torn!

Claudius Silvanus: (( I KNEW IT ))

Clayton: (( I knew you were waiting to do that! ))

Martin Baron: ( GM, I want to loot the lion for pretty much everything he has. Should I roll for a pat down? )
( It is the ultimate in weaponry )

GM (GM): ((I'm sorry, it was super OP. That or put you against actual topsiders and that's messy.))

Martin Baron: ( Yeah, I'm with GM, that really trivializes a lot of fights )

GM (GM): ((Ironically, if you had sat there and been buried you would have survived indefinitely until your friends dug you out.

Clayton: (( I got a taste of power and was promptly thrown back down to earth. ))

Claudius Silvanus: (( You could give it to Everett to see if he can do something with it ))

GM (GM): ((Through a windshield.

Clayton: I was thinking that sand would just be vaporizing around me for a while.

GM (GM): That sounds even better.

Clayton: (( Anyway, I take it that this is session end? ))

Claudius Silvanus tries to see if the ferret laying next to him is alive

GM (GM): Yes.
Let's do some xp
Let's see.

Martin Baron pats the lion down for any gear and weapons. Most likely the tase will wear off in a short while.

Clayton: ((At least I still have a super good gun to threaten people with until I get a replacement ))

GM (GM): We started the session trying the negiotating mechanic.
What did you guys think of that?

Cas Hutson: I think it was neato!

Clayton: (( It's fine, still a bit weird to get used to. ))

Cas Hutson: Even though it took a few tries to get a passing roll.

Claudius Silvanus: Not bad but there should be skills in that

GM (GM): The lion is wearing an old lalamar scale military vest.
He has a 12 guage pump action shotgun and one day's supplies on hand.

Martin Baron: How many shots?

GM (GM): 6 in the chamber and 4 on a clip on the barrel.
Okay, how about this.

Clayton: I think I'm gonna head out now guys, I'm headed out to party with some newly graduated friends.

GM (GM): Its a skill. Every level you have allows you to reroll.

Claudius Silvanus: Just to say really quick

GM (GM): Do you think that sounds good?

Claudius Silvanus: Clay is MVP

Cas Hutson: Okay, see ya Clayton!

GM (GM): That is true.

Martin Baron: By Clayton. I agree too.
*Bye

GM (GM): Later.

Clayton: See ya later

Cas Hutson: Yeah, Clayton did a pretty good job this session, like dusting a lion with his fist.

GM (GM): Okay, we'll go over xp next time.

Martin Baron: Maybe. Would have to test it

GM (GM): And the schmooze test.

Claudius Silvanus: Sad that Herschel is no more

GM (GM): He got jacked.

Cas Hutson: Yeah. Maybe we'll find it again someday, maybe.

Martin Baron: I know where we'll find him.
Surrounded by Topsiders past the ruins.

Claudius Silvanus: Oh?
Oh damn...

Martin Baron: With the ferret being prepared for brain extraction

GM (GM): You know, its really hard to make enemies that last in these rpgs.
I'm glad I ticked you guys off so much.