Space RPG Session #15

We join our heroes after throughly beating a group of intimidating space men.

their leader, duke, retreats under a hatch which is no match for Jakob's colossal strength.

Suule S.: (Hey)

Fried Silver searches the near by desk

Jakob Yasha: ( Heya Suule )

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 40
(83)+40= 123

Dio: k im back i am ready

Jakob Yasha: "мой те пе tronim, Зуб дау!" Jakob yells down the hatch, before continuing the chase.

Karasha Visashi runs after Jakob

GM (GM): Handling things in order

Box-O-Rocks moves to a console, he sends his drone to follow after jakob.

Joanna follows Jakob, smoking gun in hand

GM (GM): Fried Silver! You examine the desk.
You find 45 in Eo money
besides what you would consider, junk.
https://youtu.be/83U-FRlYBkA
Drone deployed!
Proceed down?

MeGa: xdd

Box-O-Rocks: "I'm sticking up, here. I'll send my drone to follow.
(( Can I access security cameras from this console GM? ))

MeGa: (migh i find them there?)

Jakob Yasha: ( Huh. )

Fried Silver: "Well this is surprising."

Jakob Yasha: ( This breathable air? )

GM (GM): Boxo! Let's have an electronics roll for that! Beat 100
Also fixy is here too.
ahem

Box-O-Rocks: add int bonus?

You descend into the bowls of the space rock to find a lush garden with a small lake in the center. Light beams from the ceiling through light tubes.

GM (GM): Of course Box

Jakob Yasha: ( If the air is breathable, can I remove my helmet and try to perception:smell to gain my bearings? )

RC-1140 "Fixer": (perfect call me fixy or fix it felix)

Box-O-Rocks: rolling 1d100+20+35
(1)+20+35= 56

Jakob Yasha: ( Nice. )

Box-O-Rocks: lol
Suule stole my good rolls

GM (GM): You slip on some left over battle juice and face board the console.
1d10 pride damage. Luckily no one saw it.

Box-O-Rocks: rolling 1d10
(8)= 8

GM (GM): You suffer 8 Pride damage

Fried Silver sets aside the stack guns and reloads his 10mm.

Jakob Yasha: (何)

GM (GM): Aways team! You sit in the surreal serenity, despite the encounter upstairs you can't readily find your prey or anyone else in this foliage!

Jakob Yasha: ( What's with the cards? )

GM (GM): It's a feature with the roll20 thing.

MeGa: ohhh

GM (GM): Gaven pulled them out, for some reason?

Fried Silver: Wait?

Jakob Yasha: ( And GM, can I remove helmet and try percpetion:smell? Also, is there a bonus to that with bear smell? It doesn't list one in the rules. )

Fried Silver: (well i dont know how i did it.)

GM (GM): (( Yes, of course. You guys had air since getting in here.))

Jakob Yasha removes his helmet and tries to get a better idea of where's what and what's what.

GM (GM): rolling 1t[new-table]
(0)= 0

Jakob Yasha: ( So no bonus to perception:smell with Bear Smell trait? )

RC-1140 "Fixer" Reads the atmospheric pressure from his wristband "The air looks almost breathable like living on logos"

GM (GM): (Ah, I gotta use that deck feature sometime.))

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm assuming no bonus then. )
rolling 1d100+15
(14)+15= 29
( Don't got anything. )

GM (GM): (No, it's +20.)

Jakob Yasha: ( Eh, 49 is still meager. )

GM (GM): (Sorry about being a page behind today. I don't know why.)
Jakob Yasha: ( But thank you, I'll put that on the sheet. You should add that to the rules too, it's not listed on the traits for Bears. )

MeGa: (xD!

GM (GM): You smell the air, you detect grass, dirt, and high moisture. You think you don't have your bear-ings.

Karasha Visashi: (XD)

Fried Silver: "Well can one of you dive in the water? maybe theres some sort of secret hatch or entrance in there."

Box-O-Rocks sends his drone about the area.

Karasha Visashi: "um i dont like water too much..."

Box-O-Rocks: rolling 1d100+35
(23)+35= 58

Jakob Yasha: ( Hm. Can I roll scavenge as a sort of impromptu-search around the area? Or does perception:sight cover that?)

GM (GM): (And added, don't know why I didn't have that.)
Sure roll scavenge!

Karasha Visashi: (can i scout around the foliage?)

GM (GM): See if you find anything useful!

Jakob Yasha: rolling 1d100+15
(3)+15= 18

GM (GM): (Yes
Box!

Jakob Yasha: ( I found some leaves and sticks. )

RC-1140 "Fixer": "I can seal my suit for awhile. It may be a little different on this atmosphere"

Jakob Yasha: ( Fuck you Suule for stealing the good dice. )

Joanna: (I just got back)

GM (GM): You scout around, the brush proves challenging but you think you see something moving around in the North end.

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm going to proceed to the north end then. )

Karasha Visashi: (yup)

Joanna gets out of her suit and decides to sneak there "Wait Jakob, I'll go first" she whispers

GM (GM): (heyo!)

RC-1140 "Fixer": ( im going to seal my suit and scout the underwater area)

Jakob Yasha: "Hm." Jakob grunts in agreement.

Fried Silver: (Yeah, go seal team on that lake.)

RC-1140 "Fixer": (WOO WOO)
rolling 1d10
(1)= 1

GM (GM): Oh wow, there is like alittle forest in this asteroid! Fixer suddenly thinks to himself!

Joanna: (Rolling stealth)
rolling 1d100+10+35
(13)+10+35= 58

RC-1140 "Fixer": ohmy ;o

Karasha Visashi: Can i stealth north too?)

GM (GM): Yes

Karasha Visashi: what do i add?

GM (GM): Sorry, lots of things going on.
Stealth is 1d100+agi bonus+ skill.

Karasha Visashi: is the agi bonus just the agi stat?

GM (GM): +5 per oint
For you that's +50
Might remember that since you're going to use that alot.
and your sneak is 4 so +40.
So you fade into the shadows on anything but a 1

Karasha Visashi: rolling 1d100 + 90
(28)+90= 118

Fried Silver: "Madam I'll be heading south to cover more land if you dont mind."

GM (GM): With supernatural grace you slip behind foliage and move quieter than a gust of wind.
Joanna tries to move silently as well.
Oh wow.
Okay. You approach the north side.

RC-1140 "Fixer": I seal my suit and set my oxygen enough for one hour and begin scouting the underwater area

GM (GM): Le Sploosh
You dive into the depths!
We'll get to you in abit
Who is trapsing through the north end?

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm staying back. )

Fried Silver: (im going south

GM (GM): Dang it.
Secret crit.

North end!

GM (GM): You encounter a coon woman sitting leisurely in a sun chair.
By some remarkable grace, she pops to attention and looks in your direction!
"Who is there?" She says?
(Sorry, that was supposed to be a statement.)

Joanna: (I'll talk her down)

Joanna says "If you stay still, everything will be okay"

Joanna: rolling 1d100+10+35+5
(90)+10+35+5= 140

GM (GM): (Oh, Talk! I read that as take.)
rolling 1d100+35
(16)+35= 51
She believes you!
The sucker!

Box-O-Rocks: (( Can I get a good vantage point on the lady? ))

GM (GM): (Yes

Joanna: (( Is she clothed? ))

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm guessing I'm too far away to hear any of this? )

GM (GM): (Yes! We have kids here!)
(I think.)
Joanna plots on how to handle the situation.
Any thoughts on that, Karash?

Karasha Visashi: (im sneaking up behind her incase something happens)

Fried Silver examines the man

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 40
(66)+40= 106

Joanna: (If she tries calling for help, KO her)

Joanna reveals herself, gun in hand pointed at the coon "Sorry sweetie but I don't trust you. Out of your clothes and not a sound out of you."

GM (GM): It's King! From five minutes ago!
He has abandoned his shield but is using a large machinegun!

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 60
(47)+60= 107

Fried Silver fried unlaod his 10mm on his head

GM (GM): okay.
Foliage counts as cover.

Fried Silver: rolling 2d10 + 65
(5+3)+65= 73

Jakob Yasha: ( GM, I'm going to head towards the sound of gunfire. )

Karasha Visashi points an arrow at his head and turns toward Jo

GM (GM): Yep, you killed him before he could get a hostage.

Fried Silver: (also the gun is silenced since i got a silencer attachment.

GM (GM): point

Joanna: ( Can't move Joanna)

GM (GM): (There you go.)
The lady refuses!
And thinks you're a pervert!

Jakob Yasha: ( Hm. Guess I'll just wander towards your direction. I need something to do. )

Fried Silver searches the body for any info on the hostage and supplies.

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 40
(79)+40= 119

Ramiel watches the lady from above, ready to fire.

Joanna is gonna be extremely persuasive "There are two kinds of people in the world, those without clothes and those with a gun... and looks like I have a gun."

GM (GM): You search the body!

Joanna: rolling 1d100+10+35+5
(26)+10+35+5= 76

Jakob Yasha: "Tin can. What happened?" Jakob asks

GM (GM): You find the shield widget!
as well as a logo collar.
But besides that not very much. Not even pocket change.
rolling 1d100+35
(46)+35= 81
"If you get any closer I'll scream for help!" She says

Fried Silver: "Well i performed regiside i guess. Also you look like the kind of guy who can hipfire a lmg."

Joanna: (Should the gun add some... persuading powers?)

Fried Silver: (well can i give Jakob the lmg he was goonna use?)

Jakob Yasha: ( Question is: can it do more damage than these guns? )

GM (GM): ((Regicide: https://youtu.be/FhSBSjbwEZs))

Jakob Yasha: ( Because I'd be handicapping myself if I use a gun. )

Fried Silver: (You cant throw your arms.)

Jakob Yasha: ( Try me )

Karasha Visashi: (XD)

GM (GM): (I swear I've seen that in something.)

Jakob Yasha: ( I need to kill fast, and bullets too slow )

GM (GM): +10 I'd say to threating her

Jakob Yasha: ( But thanks man, I'll take it as a side arm. )

Karasha Visashi: (also i have a arrow knocked and pointing at her head just in case)

GM (GM): Ah, +20 then

Joanna: ( So It would've been a tie or... )
( Do I need to roll again? )

GM (GM): Sure.
But she is ready to scream

Joanna: ( No wait... 76+20 v 81... so I would've won )

GM (GM): Okay.
She does cry for help. Although no one comes.

Fried Silver: (You can throw your arm in Grezzo 3, that one goeie Italian doom mod.)

Joanna moves closer and grabs her then forces her down and against the ground "Shut up, I don't want to hurt you."

Ramiel camera alternates between the lady and Joanna

GM (GM): (Ah, Dai Guard. That's where I've seen that.))

Fried Silver: "Jacob lets scout west."

Karasha Visashi looks at jo as if waiting for a signal

Jakob Yasha freezes up. He knows that voice.

Jakob Yasha: "Samantha?!"

Joanna: Look, all we want from you is being quiet

Ramiel: (( ohhh ))

GM (GM): (Well, you have covered her mouth and you have threatened her life, so she's abit quieter.

Fried Silver: "Well don't just stand there let's go save your wife!"

Smashing and crashing is heard through the forrest as Jackob sprints full tilt through the brush, he leaps out in the north end!

Jakob Yasha ignores Silver. He charges North, yelling "Samantha!"

Joanna is confused as hell "What the hell is Jakob doing..."

RC-1140 "Fixer": (Am i still underwater at this point)

Ramiel aims between Jakob and the lady now.

GM (GM): (Yes.)

Fried Silver: (Well you can surface west and scout of that point.)

Ramiel aims between Jakob and the lady now.

GM (GM): (Yes.)

Fried Silver: (Well you can surface west and scout of that point.)

GM (GM): Sorry, she was an ocelot

GM (GM): Jakob! You find Samantha being violated? by Joanna and Karasha!

RC-1140 "Fixer": (Ill make my way over twoards the west and scout the rest of that area)

Jakob Yasha: "Get the fuck off of her!" Jakob yells

Joanna: ( Out of her? )

GM (GM): Fixer, diving into the depths of the lake you find tremendous machine, spinning away

Joanna: ( LEWD! )

Karasha Visashi immediatley turns toward Jakob

Jakob Yasha: ( Alright. )
( Agility bonus to grab? )

GM (GM): Already bound and gagged she shoots Jakob a look screaming for help.

Joanna looks at Jakob holding Samantha's muzzle closed "Jakob what the hell? She was about to call security"

GM (GM): Yep

Jakob Yasha: rolling 1d100+45
(61)+45= 106
"I. SAID. OFF!" Jakob screams

GM (GM): Jakob grabs hold of Joanna!( Provided you don't oppose his attack)

Karasha Visashi steps back

Fried Silver Stand there in awe of the situation going on.

Joanna: ( I don't I'm surprised )

Ramiel: "Jakob, stand down!"

RC-1140 "Fixer": knowing im alone and unaware of the others are. ill record my findings with my visor and watch it see if it does anythign

Joanna is grabbed all of a sudden and all she lets out is a scream "JAKOB, WHAT THE HELL"

Karasha Visashi: "no! no! you'll attract attention!" Kara whisper yells

Jakob Yasha: "SHE'S MY WIFE! GET THE FUCK OFF!"

Karasha Visashi: "oh..."

Karasha Visashi helps Samantha up

Ramiel: "I said stand down idiot. I will shoot you."

Joanna struggling in the bear's grasp "Goddamn it, you stupid bear, your wife or not, she was about to call security. Calm down"

GM (GM): (Technically speaking, she already did call for help and he's here, Karasha.)

Jakob Yasha: ( Get the fuck off my waifu! REEEEEE )

Joanna: ( Oh no, it's /r9k/. Now I'm done for )

Fried Silver: "Well madam he just save all of you by killing the lmg gunner across the pond! So just let her go!"

Jakob Yasha: "I DON'T CARE! BOTH OF YOU! OFF!"

Karasha Visashi gives Samantha an apoligetic look

Ramiel: (( I'll fire next to Jakob ))

GM (GM): ((Toss her in the lake!))

Jakob Yasha: ( That's certainly an option )

GM (GM): Samantha does not reciprocate!

Joanna: (( Do what you want to Joanna, I'll follow ))

GM (GM): And she is still bound in her own sundress!

Jakob Yasha: ( Sorry man. But GM put that idea in my head )

GM (GM): https://youtu.be/F5PXuzu_7rA

Jakob Yasha: ( Aiming for the lake )

Fried Silver: "Madam and Miss Karasha just let her go, we can talk about this in a civil manner!"

Jakob Yasha: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lijp-lomMjw )

Joanna: (( She should have full health ))

RC-1140 "Fixer": I'll decide to make my way to the north cause i heard distant shouting

Joanna: (( Or at least what my sheet says ))

Karasha Visashi steps away from samantha not wanting to feel the wrath of a giant bear

Ramiel takes aim at Jakob's left arm

Joanna: Jacob calm the fuck down, we've found your wife, it's a misunderstanding...
Just calm down

Ramiel fires

Ramiel: rolling 1d100+30+10
(35)+30+10= 75

GM (GM): That's a hit.

Fried Silver: "Listen, just let Jakob bring his wife to the ship and we'll continue the seaarch for the hostage."

Ramiel: rolling 1d50+50
(21)+50= 71

Jakob Yasha: ( Sorry, talking damage numbers )

GM (GM): That damage goes to jakobs armor

Jakob Yasha: ( Ok, so one arm's fucked but the rest goes into the armor. Thank you. )

Ramiel: "I will fire again Jakob, stand down!"

Joanna: ( Just throw me )

Jakob Yasha: ( Wait, who's the black guy on the west side of the forest? )

GM (GM): Toss, y/n?

Jakob Yasha: ( Yes, but can I change trajectory? )

Fried Silver: "(the hostage)

GM (GM): Sure

Jakob Yasha: ( As in, what do I have to roll to hit the drone? )

GM (GM): Just a regular throwing roll

Fried Silver: "Ram what the world1"

Jakob Yasha: ( Agility? Alright, thanks. )
rolling 1d100+45
(50)+45= 95

GM (GM): Which is a regular melee attack, but you have to get 40 or higher
There we go!

Ramiel: (( Can I dodge? ))

GM (GM): I don't know, you just fired...

Ramiel: (( alright, I'll take it then. ))

GM (GM): Whoop
Joanna flies through the air and catches the drone.

Fried Silver: "FOR CHRIST SAKE STOP ACTING LIKE THE RETARDS THAT I KILLED BACK ON MY ORIGINAL CREW!"

Joanna: (( Joanna will be pissed. I Mean she's already pissed off but now she's more pissed off ))

GM (GM): Silver is learning the worst things of organic people behavior

Jakob Yasha: ( Understandable )

GM (GM): Want damage?
I say as joanna and the drone spiral into the water

Jakob Yasha: ( If I could've done it without damage, then no damage please. )

GM (GM): No damage.
A nerf throw!

Joanna: (( I'd say enough damage to bring her halfway ))

Karasha Visashi: (kara is gonna slink into the shadows again)

Jakob Yasha: "NONE OF YOU TOUCH HER! OR I WILL RIP YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!"

Jakob Yasha: ( inb4 1 on intimdate )
rolling 1d100+15
(81)+15= 96

Joanna: rolling 1d100+35+10+10
(34)+35+10+10= 89
(( Joanna is intimidated ))

Karasha Visashi: what do i roll?

Jakob Yasha: ( Ah yeah, regular roll with mind bonus )

GM (GM): 1d100+mind bonus

Jakob Yasha: ( Mind bonus is your mind stat * 5 )

Ramiel: rolling 1d100+35
(6)+35= 41

Fried Silver "... Sorry for the acting up, Jakob bring your wife aboard while ill handle the hostage search." as he heads west.

Karasha Visashi: rolling 1d100 + 20
(72)+20= 92

Ramiel curses up a storm elsewhere, trying to pull his drone back up into the air.

GM (GM): JAKOB IS STRONGEST THERE IS! NO TOUCH WAIFU!

Karasha Visashi knows not to anger Jakob

Joanna lands in the water and then starts to crawl up, visibly hurt and shivering from the shock

GM (GM): Fixer! You have witnessed your cohorts restrain an unarmed civilian suspect and then another team member go bananas and toss another member in the middle of a lake.

Karasha Visashi: (is karasha in the shadows again?)

Jakob Yasha: "Samantha... Oh lord, Samantha..." Jakob quietly says, his rage simmering down.

Sammy: Jakob! You're here!

Ramiel: (( Can I get a good angle on Samantha? ))

GM (GM): ((Oh yeah, you're certain you could take off her skull plate from here.))

Jakob Yasha undoes the makeshift binding on Samantha. "Oh Samantha... Who did this to you? Who took you?"

Ramiel takes aim from above.

Sammantha: I never learned his name but it was some portly man and a rat.

Samantha: They wanted me to research this biome and they didn't take no for an answer.

Karasha Visashi heads west wanting to but distance between her and the bear man

Fried Silver approaches the senators son, "Young sir, im with the logos Gov. hurry along and follow me."

Samantha: It wasn't too bad except the teenagers.

Jakob Yasha hugs Samantha. "Samantha... I promise you, I'll find who did this... Please, if there's anything else you can tell me..."

GM (GM): The young man turns to the robot, "Whoa, hey, I don't think so man."

Joanna holds her shoulder, wet and in pain "...better tell her how you fucking treat the ones you employ, Jakob. "

Jakob Yasha shoots a glare at Joanna. He isn't interested in replying.

Samantha: Besides factoids about this station, all I know about them is that they want to recreate these conditions. Probably for real estate, I imagine.

Fried Silver: "Listen young sir were hear to save you so please follow along so that we can get you out of this hostile zone."

YoungMan: You can't kick me out of my home! Where is your warrant?

Karasha Visashi: (im going to sneak next to silver)

Jakob Yasha: ( Hold on... )

Young: What hostile zone? These guys are my friends!

GM (GM): Swish

Fried Silver: "Your home? You must be having some serious Stockholm syndrome!"

Joanna shoots an angry glare at Jakob and heads to grab her suit and go back to the ship. She's in no mood for working with the team... at all

Jakob Yasha: "I'm so sorry Samantha... I promise, you will never be abducted again."

Samantha: Always the sweet talker!

Fried Silver: (( Jakob staring in Taken 4! ))

Ramiel shakes his head and hovers away from Jakob, and he heads to Silver. "You need to come with us. This station is coming down."

Jakob Yasha: ( OK, good. Was expecting something else. )
( Phew )
( Alright, let's escort her to the ship. )

Ramiel: (( Oh don't worry. Harrasement is not over yet. ))

Jakob Yasha: ( Don't think there's any other info I can glean from her. )

Samantha: It was terrible but not that bad. They didn't even tie me up but I couldn't leave.

Fried Silver: "Sir please follow us along."

YoungMan: No, really, this is my dad's villa. He leans in The guys are trying to con him out of some cash.

Fried Silver: (( Ram, wanna break it to him that we killed his dad? assumeing it was King?))

Ramiel: (( No. we're leaving. Tell him this place is coming down. ))

GM (GM): You come up to the air lock.

Ramiel: "SUIT UP."

GM (GM): The young man freezes in shock.

Man: Sweet mercy!

Jakob Yasha: ( Aw yeah, we need spare suits for these two. )

Fried Silver: (wait, where are we gonna get a space suit for the 2 civs?)

Man: what did you do?!

Jakob Yasha puts his helmet back on and searches the area for suits to give to the other two.

Jakob Yasha: ( Rolling scavenge. )
rolling 1d100+15
(100)+15= 115
( WEW )

GM (GM): Well, you scavenge abit and notice the young man is wearing a logos suit so he's good

Jakob Yasha: ( Anything I found for Sam? And any other goodies and treats? )

GM (GM): Besides that you find some credentials Silver somehow missed.

Joanna: ( I am already on the ship, Joanna wants to get out of this )

GM (GM): A name plate in the concrete: The Washington Family 20LF.

Ramiel: "I repeat, suit up. Anyone without one will be left behind on this derelict station."

Jakob Yasha informs the others on the comm link. "There's a plate here: Washington Familiy, 20LF."

Jakob Yasha: ( Do we have any spare suits in the ship? Can't find any here. )

GM (GM): Oh right.

Fried Silver gets on the ship.

GM (GM): You realize quickly that one of the suits is fully functional if you don't mind the dead person smell.
The young man remains frozen.

Duke: No, nononono!

GM (GM): He shouts as he runs into a room, slamming the door behind him!

Ramiel: "Come on kid, you really want to end up stuck here?"

Jakob Yasha: ( Eh... I'll wear that one and let Sam wear mine. Don't know how keen she is to dead bodies or being in the clothes of one. )

Fried Silver: (( Jakob go full bulldozer on his ass.))

Jakob Yasha: ( You sure? )

Duke: Stay away! You killed my gang!

Fried Silver: (( he was the hostage we were saving!)

Jakob Yasha: ( Alright. )

Duke: No one was supposed to get hurt!

Ramiel: "Your gang was keeping you hostage idiot."

Fried Silver: (also brb)

Duke: it was just a trick. We tell dad I was held hostage by my gang, he gives afew creds while we chill out at the summer home!

Jakob Yasha walks to Duke, towering over him. Bluntly, he commands "Get in the ship."

Jakob Yasha: rolling 1d100+15
(9)+15= 24

Ramiel: "Well that isn't a very good idea when you dad has the power to hire mercs."

GM (GM): He did lock the door, jakob

Jakob Yasha: ( And? )
( When has that ever been a problem? )
( Rollan to break it down. )

GM (GM): Oh, so you smash it?

Jakob Yasha: ( Might as well. )
rolling 12d10+130
(9+2+7+7+7+1+5+8+3+2+9+4)+130= 194

GM (GM): Yep, the door is smashed.
Okay

Jakob Yasha: ( Should I roll again for intimidate or apply the bad roll? )

GM (GM): Let's roll again since that dramatic effect.
rolling 1d100+20
(27)+20= 47

Jakob Yasha towers over Duke. He bluntly states, "Get in ship. Now."

GM (GM): Welp, not hard to beat that.

Jakob Yasha: rolling 1d100+15
(68)+15= 83

GM (GM): He complies, sobbing for his kinda sorta friends.

Fried Silver: (( tell him that 2 survived at least, but their asses are going to big bubbas palace.))

Jakob Yasha takes off his helmet and suit, handing the far too large suit to Samantha to wear. "Here. Make sure it's sealed, honey. I'll be at the ship soon."

Jakob Yasha: ( Alright, let's wear the dead man's suit )

GM (GM): You remove the body.

Ramiel goes ahead of Samantha

Ramiel: He collects his drone as well

Jakob Yasha: ( Can I fit in the suit? )

GM (GM): You notice the corpse has a shallow breath.

Jakob Yasha: "Hm."

GM (GM): Perception

Jakob Yasha: rolling 1d100+15
(87)+15= 102

GM (GM): You discover that two of the men are still alive even if just barely!
Leave them to bleed or rescue?

Fried Silver: (( send them to jail man!)

Jakob Yasha: ( Rescue. It'll comfort Duke a bit. Maybe. )
( But yeah, their ass is jail grass. Or his father's problem. )

GM (GM): Rashka! You notice that Fried Silver has the shield your former enemy was using!

Karasha Visashi: "Oh! silver! can i um get the sheild?"

Jakob: Nah, you can fix them

Jakob Yasha: ( Alright, thanks. )
( Alright, all set. )

Ramiel: (( I'd like to proceed to the ship first, and lock myself in the cockpit. ))

Fried Silver: "Sure, you'll probably use it more than me."

GM (GM): Using a slightly more damaged suit and a secret weapon you cobble a functioning suit. At least one that will last the 20 feet to the ship.
Proceed home?

Jakob Yasha: ( Yep. )

Karasha Visashi: (yus)

GM (GM): Great!

Ramiel: yes

GM (GM): BUT FIRST: STREEEESSS

Fried Silver: (( Yeah, also im keeping the 45 Eo money ))

Jakob Yasha: ( I found my waifu, I think I'm good on stress. )
( Then again, I completely butchered 3 guys. )
( Or 2, I can't recall )

GM (GM): Silver, Jakob, Joanna, take
rolling 2d10
(4+1)= 5

Wait no.
rolling 6d10
(1+2+6+5+1+10)= 25
25 stress!

Jakob Yasha: ( Aw :( )
( Ooooh wait )
( Oooooh )

Karasha Visashi: (why do they get stress and what is it?)

GM (GM): Well, silver and jak killed 3 each but two are still alive.

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm at -43 out of 40 MP )

GM (GM): Really?

Fried Silver: ( yay, i got 0 m!)

Jakob Yasha: ( Yep. )

Fried Silver: ( 0 mp)

Jakob Yasha: ( Was at -18 before )

GM (GM): Rashka killed someone as well, right?
oooh

Karasha Visashi: (i shot a guy in the eye)

Joanna: (( While we're on the ship I smack Jakob right in the face ))

Joanna smacks Jakob when he boards the ship and settles down

Jakob Yasha: ( Even if I wanted to parry, I wont. )
( Seriously, I couldn't parry for the last 5 sessions )

Joanna: I want my money.
And I want out
I don't care what the hell you gotten yourself into with Floren

GM (GM): (Getting wet was not part of the deal, Jakob!)

Joanna: You found your wife, I didn't sign up for the rest of this BS

Joanna: And I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR BEING TOSSED INTO THE WATER AND ALMOST BREAKING MY FUCKING SHOULDER

GM (GM): Yes.

Fried Silver: (( she was planing of getting wet thru raping your waifu! ))

GM (GM): (Ramiel has the money.)
(35k)

Ramiel pipes up over the comms, "For real man... do you even have money?"

Ramiel: (What, I was never given the money, just promised it. right? ))

Jakob Yasha doesn't glare. His face remains... as neutral as a bear's can be. "Fine. You did your job. How much?"

GM (GM): (Haha, no, Jakbo should have the 35. I just like picking on Box today.)

Joanna: How much did we agree to?

Karasha Visashi: (btw what does stress do?)

Fried Silver: ( make you go crazy!)

Joanna: ( Joanna is ready to leave the party! )

Karasha Visashi: (oh)

GM (GM): (Sorry, yeah, there is an insanity mechanic.

Jakob Yasha: ( Speaking of, you do know i breached that? I hit -43 out of 40 MP )

GM (GM): (pg. 39 and 40. basically the further you go down the worse you get. You pick up traits at different levels.)
indeed
The weight of the many skulls you smashed weighs on you now. You have developed psychosis!

Ramiel calls Joanna to the cockpit.

GM (GM): Unicorn tossing is just one example of the eratic and antisocial behaviors you may display when stressed!

Karasha Visashi: (XD)

GM (GM): Ah, right,

Jakob Yasha doesn't glare or respond out of anger. He reaches into his pocket and retrieves his wallet. He tosses it to the ground. "There's your money."

Everyone is in space, flying back to be greeted for their heroics.

Joanna picks it up and counts the money "Jakob are you fucking pulling a joke on me? $725??!!!"

Joanna tosses it into Jakob's face "WHAT AM I? SOME KIND OF A CHEAP PROSTITUTE TO YOU?!!"

Joanna storms out of the room into the cockpit not even listening what Jakob has to say

Jakob Yasha keeps quiet.

Fried Silver: "Sory on her behalf Mr.Jacob."

Ramiel begins speaking as soon as the door closes. "Two things. Where do you think I can drop you off? Unless you have the money for fuel the best i can do for you is a drop off at Logos."

GM (GM): As you hurtle through space the comms light up. Do you answer Capitain?

Joanna: I DIDN'T GET FUCKING PAID.
AT ALL

Ramiel holds up a hand to Joanna, "Hold on." He answers the comm.

Sweeper: Cyclone! This is the Sweeper!

Fried Silver: "Madam just take Jakobs cut of the pay from the senator."

Ramiel: "Yes, what do you need?"

Sweeper: We received a distress call from a local station, and video feed of you blasting the place.

Joanna: ...
It was a fucking setup

Sweeper: I'll be direct. Hand back the hostages and you get to leave.

Karasha Visashi: (next time we wipe the camera feed...)

Ramiel: "A misunderstanding. We're working with LGI in a hostage situation. Hostage has been secured."

Joanna: ( It's not even that )

Jakob Yasha leaves Fried, unaware of the ongoing communication. He sits beside Samantha and tries to rest.

Sweeper: Yeah, I didn't say I was LGI.

Ramiel signals to Joanna, ready weapons.

Ramiel: "Yeah... I figured."

GM (GM): Battle stations!

Ramiel: (( Any surprise round? ))

Joanna readies herself

GM (GM): Nah, you both saw it coming.

Fried Silver Fried rushes to the sensor.

Karasha Visashi freaks out

GM (GM): Okay!
easy peasy
Who wants to be the ship intiative?

Fried Silver: (( ram you roll)

Ramiel: (( I'll take it. ))
rolling 1d100+30
(62)+30= 92

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+35
(13)+35= 48

Joanna will shoot the weapons

GM (GM): Okay, roll to shoot!

Fried Silver Uses sensors to improve our evasinve action.

Joanna: rolling 1d100+35
(4)+35= 39
( Fuck )

GM (GM): The pilot will dodge.

Joanna: ( Wait is it the right roll? )

GM (GM): rolling 1d100+30
(59)+30= 89

Joanna: ( AGL? )

GM (GM): The new rules.
anything but 01 is a hit as there is alot of blinking lights telling you when it will hit and when it won't

Joanna: ( Uh oh... I might have to reroll that )

GM (GM): Okay, sure.

Joanna: ( Because A) Don't have that skill B) If it's not AGL... )

GM (GM): Then straight 1d100.
You are space chimp level.
You know that it involves a red button...

Jakob Yasha: ( Press it and a banana comes out )

Ramiel: "Anyone experienced with gun turrets should be using one."

GM (GM): Okay, Jo fired. What else will the cyclone do?

Joanna: ( Then why the other has +30? )

GM (GM): ((The opponent has pilot level 3))

Ramiel: (( I think I'm just stuck waiting to dodge their shots. ))
(( Would closing the gap, reduce aim requirements? ))

GM (GM): ((Yeah, pretty much, unless you want to fire a gun instead.

Fried Silver: (( zi used sensor to help us dodge.))

GM (GM): Sure.
So that's one laser, you have one open still, or wait?

Ramiel: (( Alright, I won't move close now, but I'll definitely move straight ahead and force them to follow. )) ))
"Silver, get on a gun"

Joanna: (( I think Fried might be better ))

GM (GM): Good point

Fried Silver: ((Okay))
rolling 1d100 +
(80)= 80

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm just sitting down )

GM (GM): You fire but it just crosses the ship's bow
Ah, sorry, I should point out we are in testing especially here.
Space combat testing.
Pg. 27
So bear with me.
Other ship's turn!

GM (GM): As you pull away the ship must make a full stop to come about (dodge cancelled.)
Attack! It fires 4 missiles at you!
rolling 1d100+20
(31)+20= 51

Ramiel: (( dodging ))
rolling 1d100+30+30
(34)+30+30= 94

GM (GM): ...
Okay, I'd like to run through that action there.

Fried Silver: (( man its getting windy outside

GM (GM): with missiles, the first attack counts as the first and then every 10 above that is another missile.
And you, space jock, barrel rolled just at the right time to have the quarter dozen of death fly passed in a hard apex.
Your turn!
Round 2~!

Ramiel: (( Okay, missile will home in so somebody should shoot at them. ))

Fried Silver remains idle and saves an action.

Ramiel: (( ;asers have +10 to shoot down misslies. ))

Joanna: (( Fried, shoot ))

Fried Silver: wait
rolling 1d100 +
(53)= 53

Ramiel: (( we should also shoot at their ship now. ))

GM (GM): Hit

Jakob Yasha: ( Are all of the turrets covered? I'm sorry, I should help. )

Fried Silver: (yeah)

Jakob Yasha: ( Nothing to do then? Alright. )

GM (GM): Man sensors?

Joanna will man the rest of the guns I guess

GM (GM): Yeah, I gotta find a way to get everyone more involved.
Silver, roll damage!

Karasha Visashi: (Unless i can go board their ship and attack it from them from the inside i have no idea)

Ramiel: (( 1d10 ))

Fried Silver: (( well Rams the onnly one with any sort of spess skills

Jakob Yasha: ( Play it like Faster Than Light, get a teleporter and teleport people into the ships to kill people )

Karasha Visashi: i have 1 in zero gravity moves

Ramiel: rolling 1d10
(2)= 2

GM (GM): ((True. Should I just give you skills?))
Karasha is at least capable of manning a station then.
The laser flares and scorches their armor.

Karasha Visashi: (i figured with how agile she is she would be somewhat a natural

Jakob Yasha: ( But OK, I can man the sensors. Can I make my roll for it now? )

GM (GM): Sure

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm assuming no mind bonus )
rolling 1d100
(71)= 71
( Otherwise, it's +15 )

GM (GM): Good enough.
Your assesment: Minor armor damage, their missile pod is empty.
Which station do you want to give a +10 to?

Jakob Yasha announces this information to the rest of the crew.

Jakob Yasha: ( I'm sorry, are you asking me that? )

Ramiel: (( lasers. ))

Joanna is gonna fire then

Joanna: rolling 1d100
(97)= 97
(FUCK)

Fried Silver: "Should I aim at their laser cannons?"

GM (GM): That's a hit.
Yep.

Ramiel: (( Aim at their cockpit or weapons stations, or engines... I say engines. ))

GM (GM): Sensors can give a bonus. That's what we are working with here.

Joanna: (Engines yes )

Ramiel: (( 1d10 dmg ))

Joanna: rolling 1d10
(1)= 1
:^)

Fried Silver: ((Engineer is engin-here))

Jakob Yasha: ( Nice hit. )
( ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

GM (GM): Okay, lasers.

Ramiel: "Okay, well you hit them... just hit them better next time."

GM (GM): When you shoot the same place you get additional damage.
Like in regular combat

Joanna: My shoulder is still hurting, give me a break
YOu weren't tossed by a bear

GM (GM): Sweeper turn!
Full reverse complete!
It turns! and then firest
rolling 1d100+30
(86)+30= 116

Jakob Yasha: ( Just bare with it, Joanna. ;) )

Ramiel: (( I'll try and dodge again. ))

GM (GM): ((You lose points for missing the pun.
Next rule: Firing from a dodge.

Karasha Visashi: (XD)

Jakob Yasha: ( Typing "bear" with it is too obvious tho )

GM (GM): When your ship is dodging, you must fire higher than the dodge to hit the target.
That sound good?

Fried Silver: Yep

Ramiel: rolling 1d100+30+30
(60)+30+30= 120
aight

GM (GM): Okay.
If fires it's rail guns
rolling 1d100+20
(51)+20= 71
rolling 1d100+20
(49)+20= 69
Not even in the right direction.
Your turn!

GM (GM): Weapon stationeers!

Ramiel: "Take that you dumb assholes!"

GM (GM): Your target is flying wildly, and you are spinning hard, it is impossible to aim with the turrets like this!

Ramiel: "Wait to we level out."

Fried Silver saves his turn

GM (GM): Next rule: You can declare your dodge just as you would a restrained blow.
If you roll 100 you can say you dodge for 90 for example.

Jakob Yasha: ( I think sensors will still work fine even while hurtling around in circles. )
( Besides, no point in saving an action for that I don't think. )
rolling 1d100
(79)= 79

GM (GM): Corvette class ship. You have more speed and manuevability. Two rail guns besides the spent missiles.
Bonus to which station?

Ramiel: lasers, they need real help

GM (GM): https://youtu.be/15UWiqhiDYQ

Joanna is trying to shoot the engines again

Joanna: rolling 1d100+10
(45)+10= 55

Fried Silver: rolling 1d100 + 10
(100)+10= 110

Ramiel: WEW

GM (GM): Welp, roll damage!

Ramiel: (( 2d10 Silver ))

Fried Silver: rolling 2d10 +
(3+4)= 7

Ramiel: (( 1d10 Jo ))

Fried Silver aims at the same spot koanna was firing at!

GM (GM): Koanna? That's hawaiian, ain't it?
I think suule got that trans altlantic lag.
i'll roll
rolling 1d10
(5)= 5
+5 for focus fire!

Ramiel: (( Their engines burnt out yet? ))

GM (GM): They have...1 shp left.
Sure

In a fluke hit both stations melt the exact same spot, boring through it's armor and it's hull!

Jet fire bursts through as the ship creens to the side.

GM (GM): rolling 10d10
(3+7+8+8+8+7+7+10+7+3)= 68
Wait, let me check
rolling 3d10
(3+10+4)= 17
Right. I'm looking at the notes here, sorry.
Engine destroyed: ship gets 3d10

Ramiel: "Silver... shred that thing to pieces."

GM (GM): With the engine out and fires in the ship, the Sweeper is down!
check for survivors, blow the wreck?
Or let them be?

Ramiel: "Blow it."

Fried Silver: rolling 2d10 +
(1+3)= 4

GM (GM): You melt the slag and eliminate any remains!
combat over!

Joanna: ...you didn't have to do that

Ramiel: "Talk shit, get hit."

Joanna rubs her shoulder

GM (GM): Okay!
Next session: Dropping off the kids!
Thanks for bearing with me on the space combat.

Karasha Visashi: (i think that karasha just freaked out the whole time)

Ramiel: (( Hey well she got to see fireworks in the end. ))

Karasha Visashi: (next chance she gets shell probabley get some sort of fixing skill so that if part of the ship is damaged she could help)

Fried Silver: (( well of couse, Pao people are all usually are peace loving hippies.)

Joanna: Not sure what to do with Joanna after the humiliation

GM (GM): Or she becomes a boarder
towel off?

Karasha Visashi: (or both)

GM (GM): Okay. So I will work on it abit.
Let's do XP
Bah, I just realized I'm /w half the players today.
It's not this boring, I swear!
XP!
Fried gets +5 for dropping on King before it got ugly.

GM (GM): +10 for Suule and Kat for their attempts to restrain the lady.
Even if it turned out to be a comprimising situation.

Karasha Visashi: (sorry Jakob...)

Jakob Yasha: ( It's cool. All's fair )
( I told Ramiel that he can shoot me if he wants, I'm cool with it. )

Suule S.: ( AT this point Joanna forgot how she look )

Fried Silver: (Also why didn't i pick up the lmg?)

Karasha Visashi: the thing is a shield widget right?

GM (GM): "Guys, guys, turn around I want that gun!"
Then jakob get's +40 for rescuing guys.

Jakob Yasha: ( Yeah, I need all the XP I can get )

GM (GM): They were actually 4 hp last game but I thought that was enough to faint.
Okay, my time is up.
I hope everyone had fun.

Jakob Yasha: ( I completed my quest, I demand 1000 EXP )

Karasha Visashi: We can help the other guys make characters right?

GM (GM): Actually.
Personal missions give back mh.
It's like +20 MH i think.

Jakob Yasha: Was joking, but cool.

GM (GM): So there's that.
Okay okay, gotta jet.

Jakob Yasha: ( Then I'm at -23 MP then.

Ramiel: later

GM (GM): Discuss who wants the MVP

Jakob Yasha: Alright, you have a good rest of the weekend GM

GM (GM): Surprise me next time.
And guys...
Good job today.