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lol i thought it looked familiar

Akashic Soldier wrote:

calto40k wrote:lol i thought it looked familiar

Don't worry; the face may have been familiar, but your true followers would know you regardless and not be fooled by pretenders...

It happens. I guess we just have to make sure people can tell you from them.

Aramanthus wrote:It happens. I guess we just have to make sure people can tell you from them.

And T-man, thank you.

I am looking forward to seeing the next chapter in this unfolding story.

Aramanthus wrote:I am looking forward to seeing the next chapter in this unfolding story.

getting there... only so many hours in a given week; and my time is not my own.

DhAkael wrote:

Aramanthus wrote:I am looking forward to seeing the next chapter in this unfolding story.

getting there... only so many hours in a given week; and my time is not my own.

So little time, so many pedestrians---The Motorist's Lament.

Aramanthus wrote:I am looking forward to seeing the next chapter in this unfolding story.

I could show you the killer scar I got when the Forager exploded with me and Leena in it while you wait if you like?

*coughs up a bolt*

Oh, that's not good.

LOL I guess you needed your iron. If it is too much iron, I would recommend seeing a specialist sooner rather than later.

Akashic Soldier wrote:

Aramanthus wrote:I am looking forward to seeing the next chapter in this unfolding story.

I could show you the killer scar I got when the Forager exploded with me and Leena in it while you wait if you like?

*coughs up a bolt*

Oh, that's not good.

Yeah...you don't want to know what that was holding together.

so are any of us going to the poh?

I'm wrestling crocodiles that weekend.
Though I am sure I'd have much more fun wrestling Frosty. I'm kidding, I'm kidding, besides I don't even know if she is going.
I don't think Dark is, but I might be remembering someone else.

Dude, where in Jersey are you from? I love New Jersey! Not all the mucho poser BS and posturing but its such an awesome place.

I am not living in Jersey. I am living in the state of Chaos...........I mean Wisconsin.

I'm in millstone township now like 5 miles from six flags used to live in a few other parts of jersey as well. ugh man if i ever summon another ruinous power in game feel free to slap the crap outta me

LOL Just watch out for summoning the "Jersey Devil."

calto40k wrote:I'm in millstone township now like 5 miles from six flags used to live in a few other parts of jersey as well. ugh man if i ever summon another ruinous power in game feel free to slap the crap outta me

Don't worry, we''ll handle it.

Okay, here is Anon's ambitious mastah plan!

Project: Reforged

Stage One
I. Acquire Suitable Planet or Moon.
II. Acquire Large Mining Robot
III. Acquire Labor Drones (NG-W9 Light Labor Drone/NG-10 Heavy Labor Drone)

Stage Two
I. Design Planetary Labyrinth System blueprint
II. Design the central Forge Chamber (Based off imagery of the Cosmic Forge)
III. Design the First City
IV. Design the Second City
V. Design the Third City
VI. Design Secured Blast Doors (Requires a successful Advanced Math or Cryptography roll to open)
VII. Discover method of moving to and from the central Forge Chamber (Teleport Beacon/Rift or Nexus?)

Stage Three
I. Bore a temporary shaft to planetary center.
II. Excavate the central Forge Chamber
III. Purchase and refine Gold
IV. Deliver purified/blessed Gold to central Forge Chamber.
V. Place Method of Central Transportation.
VI. Collapse the temporary shaft to planetary center.
VII. Build central Forge
VIII. Build Cathedral Factory

Stage Four
I. Bore a temporary tunnel from the Central Forge Chamber to the construction site of the First City.
II. Excavate the chamber for the First City.
III. Build a highway from the First City Chamber to the construction site for the Second City.
IV. Excavate the chamber for the Second City.
V. Build a highway from the Second City Chamber to the construction site for the Third City.
VI. Excavate the chamber for the Third City.
VII. Build a highway from the Third City to the First City.

Stage Five
I. Commission the construction of an artificial sky hologram system for First City Chamber. (Basic TW System that provides natural daylight)
II. Commission the construction of an artificial sky hologram system for Second City Chamber. (Basic TW System that provides natural daylight)
III. Commission the construction of an artificial sky hologram system for Third City Chamber. (Basic TW System that provides natural daylight)
IV. Retrofit Labor Drones with Super-Solar Engines and recycle their nuclear systems for use in tools or to power the highway lighting systems.
V. Build Factory A in First City
VI. Build Factory B in Second City
VII. Build Factory C in Third City
VIII. Build Transportation Platform in the First City
IX. Build Transportation Platform in the Second City
X. Build Transportation Platform in Third City
XI. Collapse temporary tunnel from the Central Chamber to the First City.

Stage Six
I. Gather Resources to be used in mass production of Labor Drones.
II. Commission the construction of several simple water production machines (Basic 1st level TW System)

Stage Seven
I. Begin construction on planetary labyrinth system.
II. Install Blast Doors on all passages connecting to any of the City Chambers. (Inactive)
III. Begin production on the First City.
IV. Begin production on the Second City.
V. Begin production on the Third City.

Stage Eight
I. Complete planetary labyrinth system.

Stage Nine
I. Complete construction on the First City.
II. Complete construction on the Second City.
III. Complete construction on the Third City.
IV. Cease production on Labor Drones.

Stage Ten
I. Recycle necessary Labor Drones into Maintenance Drones and sell the left overs.
II. Discover a method of providing oxygen throughout the system.
III. Produce Oxygen System (See Stage 10, Step 2)

Stage Eleven
I. Test and Improve or construct new Traps throughout the Labyrinth system.
II. Activate Blast Doors sealing the Labyrinth.



Note: Although Anon doesn't like using robots to do labor they can work pretty much 24 hours and in environments that lack essentials like... you know... oxygen.

Aramanthus wrote:LOL Just watch out for summoning the "Jersey Devil."

been there done that analy violated it

ROFLMAO!! nice poster.

Many Happy Returns: The sequal of the return
A short interlude in the magic sector occurred for the Elven sword mistress; as she conferred with the blind weapon smith Elaestar, and then later, the soul-steel alchemical armourer Sull, for better gear (new blades and techno-wizard battle-plate). Meanwhile Fionna & Anon ambled over to the Algolian Warp-Hunter guild in the west end of Center Lvl. 2, near the financial district. They were greeted by a pleasant young human female receptionist, who took their information and mission report, then handed over an encrypted data crystal; informing Fionna that it would require both her and Rika to unlock. Fi took the news in stride while Anon continued to gawp at everything around them. A final note to the X/O of team Alpha was that their new recruit had gone on ahead to Terra (Earth) and would be waiting for them in Lazlo. The pair took their leave, and a general call was sent out to the team to meet at a fairly high-scale eatery.

When everyone had gathered at the restaurant (including Uno-Rez), Rika paid for a privacy field to be erected around their table and then both she and Fionna activated the data-crystal they had been given by the Warp-Hunter’s guild. The holographic projection was in fact a personality-data abstract; a form of interactive “copy” of an individual. It was the SYSTEM administrator for Algol, Fuor-Wren, ancient android and one of the founders of the modern guild structure for all of the Algol planetary systems. After getting over her shock, Rika began to ask the construct why the secrecy and double dealings back on Motavia by administrator Kraid. Fuor-Wren first apologized for what had occurred, stating that he had no part in the removal of Phoenix Force from seeing their mission to free the ancient undercity completed, and then showed the anxious group what Kraid had sought to conceal (Fuor-Wren having ‘sources’ within Kraid’s own clean-up squad); a room filled with over a dozen gigantic and ornate war machines. Shalyndra, Fi & Rika all recognized half of the sleeping titans as belonging to the Eldar; Phantom and Revenant class, inactive and lifeless. On the other side of the chamber, the video showed gleaming white ‘Knights’ with tear drop shaped shields on one arm, and huge crested & horned head / helmets. Painted on epaulettes and shield was what looked like either a red sword or pointed cross. Fuor-Wren informed the breathless group that the white machines were of a type unknown to his archives, but that they were equipped with a similar structure to Uno-Rez’s E.S. Dinah; the spinal column-like Vessels of Anima. Further, there was one, and only one mecha cradle empty.
The one that the NEMA raiders had probably been searching for.

As they sat back to digest the information, Fuor-Wren continued with his mission brief, stating that administrator Kraid had been in contact with the Altess Dynasties, though the android had been unable to intercept that communiqué. Rika thanked the construct for the information and at the consensus of the team, deactivated the crystal (which self-deleted). All were in agreement; they needed to get back to Lazlo, re-evaluate their situation and gather, as Garrus succinctly put “bigger [censored] guns”.

An evening at a local hotel suite in Spacetown was decided, and then in the morning they gathered what they were to take back to Lazlo. The Landale 2 would remain in dry-dock under Rez’s care as her ‘body’ underwent refit. Linking their powers, Fionna & Rika enacted a double strength dimensional translocation ‘Ryuka’ and as the vertigo of the planar displacement wore off, the welcome smell of Lake Ontario greeted the senses of everyone. Even though Rika had miscalculated slightly and landed Team Alpha on the main tracks of the Union Station railway, the sense of homecoming was undiminished. The sun rose in the east, illuminating the Spire and beside it The Great-Tree.
Home.

It is now June 30, P.A. 109

Very nice addition. It is always a fun read. Please keep it coming!

Still working on getting my back-log dealt with.
-sigh-
IRL keeps getting in the way. Ah well.

I know all about RL keeping a person busy. Trust me.

[“Hail the conquering heroes.”]

Anon and the rest were politely but firmly “brought back to Earth” by the rail-master of Lazlo Union Station, asking to move their gear off the tracks. Anon’s Triax Forager placed into secure holding right at the railway (as they would be leaving again for his previous place of employment soon), the group split-up to go and relax and just “be”, of course after making sure their new miner friend was given lodgings.
Later in the afternoon the group (minus Rika who had to go back to Phoenix Nest to sign back on for active duty) gathered at a local diner near-by the Neon Rose, where they all had a shock, especially the veteran members. Their waitress went all fan-girl on them and brought forth the first issue of ‘Phoenix Force Forever’ a graphic novel detailing the exploits of Phoenix Force Team Alpha. What was disturbing was; it followed Anon Wilks from the time he was visited by The Forge, to where the group arrived at Phaseworld Center.
There had been a previous incarnation of the comic book, but it was assumed that the magical power that allowed it to be published had been revoked. Judging by the graphic novel in the star-struck waitresses’ hands, someone had managed to re-invoke the enchantment. Even more disturbing was the publication date; only 2 days previous to when the team arrived back in Lazlo. When Rika showed up to meet with her agitated team-mates she was of course just as nerve wracked and bewildered (and fan-gasmed upon) as the rest. What to do?

A night at the Neon Rose.

The evening went fairly well, with Fionna doing her usual dance routine on stage to an adoring crowd, and Rika catching up with the local gossip. Anon wilks was a bundle of nerves however, further made agitated when confronted with The Twin; Jester & Trixter. The miner & robot pilot refused any and all libations, not trusting the somewhat fae and unsettling sybaritic twin. Regardless, the evening blurred and everyone woke up in various states of dress or undress back at Rika’s geodesic house near the Lazlo ravines. All anyone did remember was that The Twin had reassured the group that no, they had nothing to do with the comic being re-published, and had no clue who could have re-invoked the scrying spell of Thoth to delve so deeply into the actions of PForce Alpha. Breakfast with no hangovers and a promise to accompany Anon over to his previous job at Silvereno, AFTER taking care of meeting the newest volunteer recruit. That particular duty called for a trip over to Rika’s husband’s company, Falkon Robotics Industries.

The factory and warehouse of F.R.I. was in the outlying eastern district of the city, near an old gravel pit & industrial plaza. Once led inside Anon’s jaw dropped; 3 mecha designs he had never seen before in various states of completeness, though they were obviously of human (and perhaps even Terran) design. Rika & Fionna were treated to another display of over exuberant female hero worship as a painfully young NuMan female bounded over. Team Alpha’s newest technical specialist, Leena Shidow from Neo-Palma, Algol solar system. Upon hearing of the youngsters abilities and not believing this just-into-puberty girl was able to do what she claimed, Anon expressed his disbelief. Rika just smiled and politely asked for Leena to show what she was able to do…and using her innate psionic affinity with machines, began to show that even without a remote terminal / computer or even tech scanner, her ability to access and even operate Anon’s and Rika’s personal computers. As Anon was being “schooled”, the rest of the group were amused by anecdotes of how clever but boisterous the young NuMan girl was, and that she had taken nearly 10 years of reverse engineering headaches in regards to the 3 prototype mecha, and solved them in the less than weeks time that Ms. Shidow had been assigned to Falkon Industries. The meeting ended with Anon being humbled and shown that his human-centric views were misguided and Leena being formally introduced to the entire group (minus Uno-Rez). A short discussion in the parking lot between Rika, Garrus & Fionna before heading back into the city proper, had Fionna taking her paid leave time (Citing a need for mental R&R), but putting Garrus in charge of seeing after the latest (and youngest) member of Phoenix Force Alpha. It seemed like Leena would be joining the train ride over to Silvereno.

June 1st. had everyone who was to travel out to Silvereno at the platform for the TW express 3339, a massive TW iron horse locomotive with the front cast into a rearing mustang with fire & steam vents out the mouth and eyes. Leena’s prized power suit and Anon’s Triax Forager were efficiently loaded into a secure box car, while Garrus & Anon, Rika & Leena and Shalyndra (with a sleeper bunk on her own) settled into their cabins. The train smoothly pulled out from the station along one of the many ley-lines; a cloud of grey steam billowing behind. The trip out showed the vast and primal beauty of the un-reclaimed southlands of Ontario Canada, leading into the border-lands of the Midwest. While Leena regaled Rika with tales of her upbringing among her crèche-mates and training among the technician’s guilds, Garrus & Anon discussed inconsequentials; but were interrupted about 4 hours into the 12 hour long journey by a bright golden peach coloured glow just outside their window. Turning to glance at it they both had their jaws drop. Before them (right outside the window in fact) was a 12 or 14 ft. tall 4 armed, butterfly winged, golden robed and yes, glowing, blonde humanoid. The unearthly woman smiled brightly and waved to the two and then flew off to the southwest at 400 mph OVER the 100 mph of the TW train. Blinking, the two males rushed to inform Rika and Shlayndra of the apparition when the roaring sound of over-powered thrusters screamed over the train in the same direction as the golden woman. Anon & Leena recognized the sound; Coalition Sky-bikes.

The date is now July 1st. P.A. 109.

An excellent new chapter. I hope we can get stats on those prototypes. I know we'd love to see them.

Aramanthus wrote:An excellent new chapter. I hope we can get stats on those prototypes. I know we'd love to see them.

http://palladium-megaverse.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=2473598#p2473598

and

http://palladium-megaverse.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=2487963#p2487963

[A fine state of affairs, yes no?]

The sky-bike pilots, of course being of the Coalition, turned from their pursuit of the golden flying woman and went on an attack run against the TW Express 3-9. Why an observer may ask, since the train did nothing hostile and was almost completely unarmed.; because the Coalition are mandated to attack anything magic and / or techno-wizard in nature… no exceptions. Fortunately the 3-9 was immune to energy attacks and had fairly advanced magitech force-fields. Garrus began to snipe the Sky-cycles control surfaces while Leena (unsuccessfully due to range of psionics) tried to gain mental control of the machines, and Anon attempted to talk reason with unreasoning, jaded, propaganda-brainwashed fascists. One Sky-cycle was disabled and as the second came around for a ripple-fire mini-missile strike, the TW Express 3-9 ley-line teleported; arriving in Silvereno with an apology to all passengers for the detour over the P.A.

Team Alpha just shrugged and took the shortening of their travel time in stride. While Rika, Garrus & Shalyndra all headed off to the Trails-end Saloon & Tavern, Anon & Leena took some time to talk together, and found they had quite a bit in common, more than they had differences.
Over at the Saloon, the non-human trio caused a bit of a stir as they entered, but were soon just another part of the evening scenery after the captain ordered several drinks and was greeted by the bar-keep ‘Buck’ like a long lost niece. The ice was further broken when Garrus inquired about a poker-game in progress, and asked to join in (winning the pot in the second hand). Soon, the two techno-philic members of the group joined the rest, with Anon realizing he had more money than he knew to deal with and buying a round for everyone in the Saloon. Leena even went as far as having a few “girly” drinks, having the sugar cause her to become even more hyper and then collapsing.

The Next day had everyone nursing minor hangovers (Rika pulling her ‘purification’ trick on Leena and having her RUN to the bathroom to expel the alcohol residue), but recovering fairly quickly. Anon, Rika, Leena and Shalyndra all crowded into Anon’s Triax Forager (a mess of spliced wires and controls), while Garrus remained behind to “keep the bench warm”. Shaft 8, about 5 to 10 miles away was an easy jog for the war machine. Unfortunately this was not to be a peaceful day. As the Forager crested a rise and exited from the dense tree-line, it was in time to see a missile strike next to the workmen’s dormitory, blasting the heavy SDC structure into splinters, with another striking the office building (and Anon’s previous employer) in the process. Over the radio could be heard a broken-English voice demanding;
“All your shineys be belonging to us yes no? You will be running and leaving shineys behind for El-Bandito’s of Don Toranado!”
A quick scan of the surrounding area showed no less than 2 Icarus flight units, a spotter helicopter, a Titan Robotics Heavy-Combat mecha, and the personal vehicle of Don Toranado; a Grey Falcon jump-jet.

Meanwhile one of the free-lancer Borgs on guard duty:

Tim had been in Silvereno for nearly 2 weeks. In the grand scheme of things, not long at all. For a mercenary full-conversion ‘Borg assigned to guard duty on a silver mine that was supposed to be shut down (but for some reason was open again; despite another 3 workers having gone missing roughly 8 days ago) it was tedious.

Last night the Techno-Wizard Express 999 from Lazlo (early, due to Coalition interference) had pulled in; being on-call at the dig-site though, Tim could only watch the black-iron magical locomotive pull into the town proper via his cyberoptics. Of interest was the Triax Forager bot with the large mining drill attached to one of its forearms being unloaded from one of the box-cars. Looked like a new excavator was going to be assigned to one of the numerous mines. Tim down-timed; plenty of opportunity to find out what was happening tomorrow, as he was going be given his R&R time the next day after the afternoon shift.

July 3rd dawned clear and peaceful. Tim spent some time talking to the latest member of mine-shaft 8’s support staff; a rather attractive though introverted D-bee woman, calling herself Matraess, once of Shemarr. The 7ft. tall, scarred sack-cloth garbed woman was in charge of kitchen duties for the work shack & dormitories. While making coffee, Matraess (in broken English) asked why Tim stayed as a guard when he obviously, despite being a male, was a warrior born. Surely not because of money (the pay was barely adequate) or possibility of honour in combat?
As Tim was about to reply, a massive explosion outside flattened the dormitory, tearing apart the flesh & blood members of the guardsmen who were still out of armour (some only wearing trousers) in a cloud of splintered cinderblocks and wood. Tim himself and Matraess became buried under the debris. One more explosion occurred, shifting the rubble slightly…then… the noise of jet thrusters.

Hours or minutes later, he felt the weight on top of his frame shift and move by some outside force; a golden & coral pink glow seeped through the holes & cracks between the detritus. As the wreckage was cleared from his face he gazed up at a strange sight. What he could only think of as a faerie goddess 12ft. tall with 4 arms, glowing butterfly wings and dressed in a flowing gown the same colour as the halo about her body.( http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp164/taalismn/img214.jpg )The figure used all 4 arms to clear enough debris away for Tim to work himself out from under the rest. Smiling, the “goddess” pointed to the pile next to him, and though her lips did not move, a pleasant young girl voice came through his audio system clear as if she was speaking directly into the microphones;
“She is badly hurt as are your companions who weren’t killed when those bad people in the sky sent down their spears. Help me dig out who we can save, then you really should go and punish those bad people. That sound fair?”

Tim the Borg agreed and, taking up his vibro claymore and arming his two ancillary laser-weapon limbs, charged out towards the battle.

Back with Phoenix Force Alpha:

Rika & Shalyndra debouched from the Forager using Rika’s ‘Hinas’ psi-mystic portal power, and began to arm up to go and try and assist in the defense of any survivors at the shack. Back in Silvereno proper, Garrus took charge of organizing a posse to defend the town in case any of the pirates tried to attack there, and then sniped the spotter helicopter out of the sky.

Jack Chirax, nearly 2 months in remedial training, was called up to go support his team A.S.A.P. (as Rika had sent an emergency ‘calling’ talisman to Phoenix Nest high command for reinforcements), and was sent via dimensional teleport spell. Rika & Shalyndra were surprised and somewhat non-plussed that only one person had been sent in support. Lt. Chirax just took the situation in stride and then, taking off in his Red-Hawk power suit, engaged the juicer Icarus units; killing one of them outright, and then disabling Don Toranado’s Grey-Falcon in less than 15 seconds.
The tide quickly turned however. Despite loosing their leader and loosing 3 of their air assets, the bandito’s had more people to throw into the fray (nearly a dozen hover cycle riders, approaching from the North towards Shaft , and those still present counter-attacked viciously. First Jack Chirax’s power armour was blasted by nearly half a dozen mini-missiles (all armour piercers), causing the power-suit to fall from the sky, and the Titan mecha released 3 medium range AP missiles into Anon’s forager. Being busy trying to save the PA pilot (and failing to catch him, the forager being a lumbering-slow brute of a machine), the Triax machine’s torso was blasted wide open, causing the ejector seats to force-evacuate he and Leena: Leena being psionicly linked to the machine when it “died”, fainted.
Tim the Borg, meanwhile, charged the Titan heavy robot and let lose with his own missile supply and laser limbs, eventually getting close enough to attack it with his sword.

Over at Don-Toranado’s parachute landing site, the bandito’s on hover bikes were berated by their obviously insane leader, and when Shalyndra came onto the scene with a ‘multiple image’ spell in effect, making it seem like there were nearly 8 masked elven killers in the trees, the hover-bikers shot their leader and retreated.

Eventually through concentrated infantry fire, and the intervention of the glowing 4 armed woman, the Titan combat robot was rendered non-functional and the pilot (a “green-skin” ork) forced to surrender.
The strange woman introduced herself as Ava “avatar of Shemarra” and apologized for not helping sooner, but stipulated she did not enjoying fighting. After reassuring everyone that a fair number of the people within the dormitory had actually lived, Ava disappeared in a burst of golden mist, leaving Phoenix force and Tim gob smacked.

When all was said and done, the ork prisoner turned over to the sheriff, and Phoenix Force fêted that evening for preventing the ‘Dread Pirate Don-Toranado’ from sacking the silver mine of Shaft 8, everyone settled down (barring a “misunderstanding” when Anon shot Tim with a low-output laser to prove a point) and used Tim’s family home in Silvereno as a base-camp until the TW express 3-9 returned to take them back to Lazlo.
Four days it would be until they could. During this period of time, Anon & Leena bonded and discussed their goals and dreams, Tim was slowly courted to join up (even as a free-lancer) with the team, and the Titan Robot was repaired by Leena, as a prize-of-battle to replace the lost Forager. A portion of the salvage of the Red-Hawk and Forager went towards a widows & orphan fund for those slain at the work camp, and the rest towards replacements for the two, now steedless, pilots.

It is now July 6, P.A. 109.

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update

As Anon's failures mount the crippling sense of responsibility and fear of loss tighten their grip on him.

Nice new chapter. I am looking forward to reading the next chapter.

...and that pretty much concludes the updates...
OH; except for the fact that Jack Chirax inadvertantly summoned forth minions of 'She who thirsts' and had his car blow up as he said it.
Now Lazlo has to deal with a pack of she-demons running around.

Akashic Soldier wrote:As Anon's failures mount the crippling sense of responsibility and fear of loss tighten their grip on him.

Buck up...at least you still got your health.
(Peal of thunder in the background)

taalismn wrote:

Akashic Soldier wrote:As Anon's failures mount the crippling sense of responsibility and fear of loss tighten their grip on him.

Buck up...at least you still got your health.
(Peal of thunder in the background)

Besides, what could possibly go wrong?
*holy symbol on top of chruch falls off and crushes a puppy*

Oh come on!!!

What did that puppy ever do to you!!

I'm also tempted to get Cyber armor, Cyber Shoulders, a Robot Arm with drill attachment and an interchangeable hand.

So bring on the death. It will give me an excuse to become strongahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh OH GOD THIS HURTS MORE THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE!!?!?

Shoulders: Bionic Shoulders for missiles (I'd Pay the extra money so they look normal)
Chest: Cyber Armor just encase my armor goes bye-bye. (Again paid up so it looks like normal)
Left Arm: Bionic Arm with drill bit enhancement and replaceable hand. (It can look robo)
Central Body: Because I had three pieces of Cyber I can tack on those cool MMI's or whatever they are so I can just touch things and repair 20 MDC.

Or the impending megadamage could flatly kill me and force me to make my Atlantean Cyber Knight character.

Now now; I do not condone the sacrificing of perfectly legitimate PCs so someone can bring in another concept. That is just not cricket, wot?
As to the funky 1980's bad sci-fi film cyber stuff: why?
Hell he hasn't even spoken to Riccardo yet. Cyberization is just so... Permanent.

DhAkael wrote:Now now; I do not condone the sacrificing of perfectly legitimate PCs so someone can bring in another concept. That is just not cricket, wot?
As to the funky 1980's bad sci-fi film cyber stuff: why?
Hell he hasn't even spoken to Riccardo yet. Cyberization is just so... Permanent.

Yeah thats why I'm not going to get it unless I need it to save my life!

That is the best plan. Don't forget to set aside enough funds to cover that. Or does the company that your character works for have insurance? Ask about life insurance if they do have it. That way your friends can party and give you the proper wake.

Aramanthus wrote:That is the best plan. Don't forget to set aside enough funds to cover that. Or does the company that your character works for have insurance? Ask about life insurance if they do have it. That way your friends can party and give you the proper wake.

Yep...D&D...Our stupid paladin got herself killed fighting a giant croc...full knightly body armor in a swamp? Come on...WE broke canoe speed records getting her half-digested, well-sectioned corpse to a temple for resurrection(mind you, the player would NOT SHUT UP all this time about how we 'abandoned her'...i.e., we took shelter on high ground...tenpting us sorely to use her remains as piranha bait)...Naturally, resurrection comes not cheap, and it not only wiped out our operating budget, but left the paladin legally as our indentured servent(ANOTHER thing she would not shut up about). We essentially had shares in her continued existence.
So prepare for the worst and set aside a budget for those medical/mortality emergencies.

taalismn wrote:We essentially had shares in her continued existence.

ZOMG

But yeah I will start putting things away. Unfortunately I recently purchased Traix II and its full of useless junk that demands I spend money on it for novelties sake. I thought it would be a mediocre book but as it turns out its the best "resource" book I've picked up since the Rifts Game Master Guide. Official GIANT weapons, robot servants, robot pets that you can build will with secret sonic weapons and give to your Psi-Operator lady friend as an adorable gift that can kill her enemies if they're ever backed into a corner. I mean what else could a guy want?

Ooooooo... rooooboooots...

Akashic Soldier wrote:

taalismn wrote:We essentially had shares in her continued existence.

ZOMG

But yeah I will start putting things away. Unfortunately I recently purchased Traix II and its full of useless junk that demands I spend money on it for novelties sake. I thought it would be a mediocre book but as it turns out its the best "resource" book I've picked up since the Rifts Game Master Guide. Official GIANT weapons, robot servants, robot pets that you can build will with secret sonic weapons and give to your Psi-Operator lady friend as an adorable gift that can kill her enemies if they're ever backed into a corner. I mean what else could a guy want?

Ooooooo... rooooboooots...

*gets out tranq gun* Easy...easy, just relax -phoot-

*convulses*

Now who will built robo-kitty...

*coma*

Okay; I've played with Fi's background a bit over the years.

Tim has been set up to be basicly an 'Orphan' which is all cool.

Archangel / Garrus is, well, Garrus / Archangel.

Jack is powersuitflyboyniftycoolmechawannaplaywithbigguns. Though his dependance on certain 'recreationals' has landed himself and the rest of the crew in a bit of a pickle.

Shalyndra has been set up to take the path of at least a 'background performer' in the 'dance without end'.

Who's backstory / future to mess with next hmmmmm?

*GM breaks 4th wall and stares at Anon*

Oh Dear.

Akashic Soldier wrote:Oh Dear.

The GM is smiling. It's officially too late.

taalismn wrote:

Akashic Soldier wrote:Oh Dear.

The GM is smiling. It's officially too late.

This goes beyond smiling...this goes to out & out grinning like a fiend.

DhAkael wrote:

taalismn wrote:

Akashic Soldier wrote:Oh Dear.

The GM is smiling. It's officially too late.

This goes beyond smiling...this goes to out & out grinning like a fiend.

Question; who DID activate the Lazlo Spire's city-wide expulsion & exorcism power.
Something to ponder at later date.

DhAkael wrote:Something to ponder at later date.

Why? I already know who it was.

See.

Do I get an experience point award now or something?