Penny

What creature would you be?

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Gods and Goddesses are celestial beings, not creatures. 😜

@Kenshi

Mythical potato, mythical pot-ato!

Blades of the Blood Coast

LEEEEEEEEROY!!!

There's Always a Price: Sci Fi Bounty Hunters

To Jocasta's considerable surprise the remaining skimmers raced off into the desert. She was so used to superior sensors and so careful to prepare the ground ahead of her it took a moment for her to realise that they had fooled the pursuing gangmembers. It was also more than likely that the firey and apparently magical destruction of their comrades had discouraged them from asking questions. Her stomach had almost settled when Dirk lifted the skimmer and powered off towards the coordinates she had provided. It occured to her that there wasn't a great deal she could do about it if he decided she had served her purpose. Well if his plan was hijack her ship he was in for a surprise. A very brief surpise.

"Where is it?" Dirk demanded, as they approached a shallow arroyo sided with crumbling stone. It might have occured to him that she was trying to pull something. Her little hold out wasn't much threat to his armor, but for all he knew she had a sniper laying in wait to take him out. Jocasta's mind flitted away into how she might go about designing an automated sniper drone for just such an occasion when she realized her continued silence wasn't helping her position.

"Relax," she told him and clicked a few menus in her optical interface. At the end of the shallow canyon the air began to shimmer and the gray armorplas shape of a Valkyrie attack boat seemed to materialize out of the air. Static discharges sparked and snaped on the expensive mirrorcrys which had been painstakingly applied to the ship. The mirrorcrys was almost as expensive as the attack boat itself, but Jocasta didn't begrudge the expense. The Valkyrie was forty meters from bow to stern and nearly half that in width, though the profile was shifted backwards to suggest an arrow head. Vectored thrusters hung in pods along both sides and weapon emplacements jutted aggressively from the wing tips and dorsal and ventral mountings. The Valkyrie series had been the work horse of Union fleets during the war, a versatile gunship design which had served as torpedo bombers in space and as area support within atmospheres. It's high thrust to weight ratio and the impressive amount of ordinance it could carry made it invaluable, particularly in outlying areas where capital ships had been few. A second command from Jocasta caused the rear facing assault hatch to begin to lower, pistons hissing as several hundred kilos of armored hull dropped away to reveal a hold into which a trio of armored vehicles might have been packed. It filled the canyon like a plug, squatting there like some powerful malevolent predator.

"Welcome to the Dragonfly," she said with a note of pride in her voice.

In This Fine Town Of Arkham - A Lovecraftian Mystery

GM I think, as someone asked the driver for permission to sit?

This isn't working out: Part 2

Alot of things might make me raise an eyebrow, but it would have to be something pretty egregious to make me walk out. Anything by those pick up artists idiots for sure.

The Black of Night - Urban Shadows

Getting ready to move to Australia, hopefully I will be getting some posts up shortly though

Blades of the Blood Coast

Emmaline's blue eyes narrowed slightly as she saw the woman dragged off into the hut. For a time she had been in a daze, too stunned and overwhelmed by her sudden disastrous turn of fortune to focus much on what was going on. When the halfling had headed along the trail she had followed, more because a decision had been made rather than because she agreed with it. More than anything else she was tired of being tired and scared.

"You want a distraction?" she demanded, the first words she had spoken since being unshackled. Without waiting for a response, she squared her shoulders and marched forwards towards the bandits, slipping sideways away from the group so as not to give away their position. Her gait changed abruptly becoming half stumbling and tears began to stand out in the corners of her eyes.

"Help!" she called out in a tremulous voice, doing her best to make herself seem non threatening, like a villager stumbling into to raid by accident. She swiped at her eyes and stumbled to the ground as she came into sight of the crossbowmen, making herself a smaller target while forcing them to come to her if the wanted to apprehend her.

"Please help!" she wailed pitiful.

Foolish girl.

Oh shut up Emmaline thought back, hoping that taking another prisoner was more appealing than shooting her full of arrows.

Quarrels.

Shut up Emmaline's thought once again..

Rolls

Deception - 8

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