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Let's Sperg A Kiwi Play By Post Game: Alien Earth
- Thread starter Randall Fragg
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I added you to the PM that someone else joined and then quite. It's using a custom system, but it isn't that hard to understand.
You were working on a character, right? Are you still interested?
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uh, alright, here we go
Donte "The Cobara" Riggs
Tribe Name: The Road Warriors Tribe: Nomad Gangers Path: Cqc expert
Strength:4
Endurance:4
Agility:2
Willpower:4
Perception:1
Charisma:1
Reason:1
Instinct:1
I put 5 into athletics, 3 into Unarmed, And 3 into presence, gotta be a good wrestler ofcourse
If i have any weird points, im only getting density control, so i can have them super charged power bombs, also maybe regeneration
As for Inventory: Light Tactical Vest with big dumb spiked shoulderpads, so an extra 5 pounds to weight, and i guess a courser high power pistol with 50 going torwards bullets and the remainder going torwards the cheapest food
History: As a young one, found various old things relating to wrestling, and enjoyed it, became obsessed and a little crazy, started powerbombing random creatures and expelled from his birth tribe, started his own soon after, and is now a wanderer, finding those who will help him in his powerbombing journey
this is my first time doing this, not sure how long my character will last, but it will be fun
Donte "The Cobara" Riggs
Tribe Name: The Road Warriors Tribe: Nomad Gangers Path: Cqc expert
Strength:4
Endurance:4
Agility:2
Willpower:4
Perception:1
Charisma:1
Reason:1
Instinct:1
I put 5 into athletics, 3 into Unarmed, And 3 into presence, gotta be a good wrestler ofcourse
If i have any weird points, im only getting density control, so i can have them super charged power bombs, also maybe regeneration
As for Inventory: Light Tactical Vest with big dumb spiked shoulderpads, so an extra 5 pounds to weight, and i guess a courser high power pistol with 50 going torwards bullets and the remainder going torwards the cheapest food
History: As a young one, found various old things relating to wrestling, and enjoyed it, became obsessed and a little crazy, started powerbombing random creatures and expelled from his birth tribe, started his own soon after, and is now a wanderer, finding those who will help him in his powerbombing journey
this is my first time doing this, not sure how long my character will last, but it will be fun
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Okay, looks good. Here's the link to the roll20 game (used to map out battles and book keeping and stuff). You're character will meet up with the rest at a small outpost on the way, where they stop for medical attention.
The only other person who you know is hurt is Throgdar, who was bruised jumping out of the jeep. Ricky's somewhere back on the highway, you don't know whether he's still alive. It's your call whether to go back for him or not.
The two in the sedan are both very dead. You did recover the Uzi, and a magazine of 9mm ammo (20 rounds). Also, the sedan has keys in it. You call as to whether you want to bring it along or not.
The prisoner refuses any more conversation, so it's your call what to do with him. Big Dan wants to get a move on, to get to an outpost roughly 15 miles from here. You can get better medical care there.
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Sir Reginald uses his sword to execute the prisoner. "You are guilty of the crime of banditry and the sentence is death." He is unconcerned about the fate of Ricky on the highway, after all he is just another peasant and gets back in the van with Big Dan.
I'm glad to see the role of wrestler is being filled after all.
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With the convoy waiting and her leg wound being a leg wound, Skye doubts she can retrieve Ricky without being left behind herself. This lesson hurts to learn. She puts her cloak back on and returns where she was seated.
Then she remembers she 's psychic. She takes a deep breath, quiets her mind...and begins to search the road behind. Is anyone alive out there?
Then she remembers she 's psychic. She takes a deep breath, quiets her mind...and begins to search the road behind. Is anyone alive out there?
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I wouldn't mind giving it a whirl if there's still room, but I think WonkeyDong might've taken the last slot
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Oh, no, it's still open. I'll add you to the conversation in a little bit.
You can detect a faint signal of life.
Two actually. One is moving out into the prairie, and the other is closer, on the highway.
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Screw it. Skye survived out here on her own; she can certainly (Probably. She prays.) handle an enemy and an injured kid.
"Something's coming!" she cries. "I don't know what, but be prepared to flee!" She grabs her spear, climbs out of the truck, and power-limps off to meet it.
"Something's coming!" she cries. "I don't know what, but be prepared to flee!" She grabs her spear, climbs out of the truck, and power-limps off to meet it.
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Sir Reginald is annoyed at the delay but decides to take an interest in what Skye is doing and watches her from the turret of the van.
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Donte sits around at a outpost waiting for something to happen, thinking of back of when he suplexed a man so hard he exploded
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As you grow closer, you can make out a crumpled form lying in the road. It's Ricky. He's covered in blood and scarred up to hell. But he's still clinging to life.
(Also, are you guys leaving the Uzi and sedan? I was kind of giving them to you as a reward).
The outpost is the remains of what was once Texas Rest Stop Number 37. It consists of a small village inside a partially restored terminal building, a military garrison to watch the roads, a few merchants selling things, a field hospital, and a line of missionaries preaching to the people hanging out in front of it.
Currently, there's
A man in a black robe of some sort called Father Gerard, who's saying something about the West Roman Church and how Catholic God is the real Juedo-Christian God.
A woman on a faded suit waving a tattered bible in her hands and telling people that they need to make a personal relationship with Jesus, son of the true Juedo-Christian God, Protestant God.
A biker looking guy with a bunch of tattoos talking about the benefits of pledging your soul to Satan and becoming one of his demonic minions.
And a guy in a dirt stained white bathrobe waving a shotgun in one hand and a small pamphlet in the other and screaming at the top of his lungs about "The Holy Seer, Francis E Dec" and the "International Communist Gangster Computer God".
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Sir Reginald already has a faithful mount and would never pick up a firearm(not counting the flintlock that he has from his pirate days) considering they killed chivalry. I have no objections to anyone grabbing them.
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Well, here goes...
Gemma was eating near the field hospital, trying doggedly to ignore the religious shouting match. The medics there couldn't pay her much for her services, and besides that they were wary of some grumpy, leathery old woman rolling in with a rifle on her back, looking like she was barely holding together herself. Needless to say, she was eager to leave this place behind her, and news of a caravan heading their way might be just what she was looking for.
Name: Gemma Townsley | Tribe: The Camp Pendleton Preservation Corps (Tech Tribe)
Strength 1
Agility 1
Endurance 5
Perception 1
Reason 3
Instinct 4
Willpower 2
Charisma 1
Agility 1
Endurance 5
Perception 1
Reason 3
Instinct 4
Willpower 2
Charisma 1
Pilot (Tank) 1
Trade (Doctor) 4
Artillary 3
Scrutiny 5
Stealth 3
Firearms 4
Athletics 1
Tracking 2
Knowledge (Tech Tribes) 1
2 weird points -> 4000 value
Trade (Doctor) 4
Artillary 3
Scrutiny 5
Stealth 3
Firearms 4
Athletics 1
Tracking 2
Knowledge (Tech Tribes) 1
2 weird points -> 4000 value
Greatcoat 20
First Aid Kit 50
Sewing Kit 10
Duct Tape 30
Night Vision Goggles 300
Medical Scanner 1000
Cheap Meal (4) 2
Water Purification Tablet (3) 9
Walkie Talkie 100
X-Ray Goggles 500
Dragon (Flintlock Pistol) 70
Sino-American ME-110 Flechette Sniper Rifle - 2000
Coilgun Clip (Full) (3) 150 (I don't know how we're doing ammo in this game, and it doesn't say what the Sniper Rifle uses for ammo)
Total: 4241
First Aid Kit 50
Sewing Kit 10
Duct Tape 30
Night Vision Goggles 300
Medical Scanner 1000
Cheap Meal (4) 2
Water Purification Tablet (3) 9
Walkie Talkie 100
X-Ray Goggles 500
Dragon (Flintlock Pistol) 70
Sino-American ME-110 Flechette Sniper Rifle - 2000
Coilgun Clip (Full) (3) 150 (I don't know how we're doing ammo in this game, and it doesn't say what the Sniper Rifle uses for ammo)
Total: 4241
Gemma grew up as a hunter for a group bunkered in the area that used to be Camp Pendleton, and while she stuck mostly to learning what she needed to hunt and help defend the complex she learned plenty of other things on her own, even getting a lesson or two on how to drive a tank. She wasn't the designated medic at first, but somehow it seemed like she was always the only one still in any condition to bandage anyone else up after something had gone down, and eventually she got in so much practice that she just became better at it than anyone else.
That was a good fourty years ago, though. Now she's well into her sixties and grumpy as shit. You wouldn't think that an old woman like her would survive long running around in the wasteland but somehow, whether through luck or by some unnatural fortitude she just refuses to die. While she prefers to sell her services as a sniper, she knows she isn't as young and spry as she used to be, so she will often begrudgingly settle for serving as a combat medic instead.
That was a good fourty years ago, though. Now she's well into her sixties and grumpy as shit. You wouldn't think that an old woman like her would survive long running around in the wasteland but somehow, whether through luck or by some unnatural fortitude she just refuses to die. While she prefers to sell her services as a sniper, she knows she isn't as young and spry as she used to be, so she will often begrudgingly settle for serving as a combat medic instead.
Gemma was eating near the field hospital, trying doggedly to ignore the religious shouting match. The medics there couldn't pay her much for her services, and besides that they were wary of some grumpy, leathery old woman rolling in with a rifle on her back, looking like she was barely holding together herself. Needless to say, she was eager to leave this place behind her, and news of a caravan heading their way might be just what she was looking for.
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If he's just lying there...oh.
Ohhh. I misunderstood. Alright, how're his EP and HP? Can Skye carry him over to the sedan without killing him?
Skye jogs the rest of the distance between herself and Ricky. She has to literally wipe the horrified expression off her face as she crouches beside him. Where's the person under all that blood? How does a novice even begin to fix this?
"You've fought well, but the battle's not over yet. Victory is close at hand; just hold on." Lies, lies, and half-truths.
Ohhh. I misunderstood. Alright, how're his EP and HP? Can Skye carry him over to the sedan without killing him?
Skye jogs the rest of the distance between herself and Ricky. She has to literally wipe the horrified expression off her face as she crouches beside him. Where's the person under all that blood? How does a novice even begin to fix this?
"You've fought well, but the battle's not over yet. Victory is close at hand; just hold on." Lies, lies, and half-truths.
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Ricky say nothing. He's currently at -1 HP, which means that he's unconscious.
Skye has enough medical knowledge to know that moving him around a lot after an injury of this magnitude is a recipe for a spinal injury. You could craft a stretcher out of the materials in the sedan and some of the scraggly trees off to the side of the road. That would lessen his chances of a spinal injury and allow you to get him back to the truck.
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Skye mulls this over. Ricky's chances don't look good no matter what, but it would be shameful to just leave him here. She runs back to the convoy for help. Aiya, sorry for the late post.
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Upon hearing of Ricky's survival, the truck drives over to him and backs up. Ricky is loaded into the bed, and the convoy continues on to the nearest outpost.
Sorry this is a little abrupt, but I kind of wanted to advance the plot a bit.