Goonhub
10-12-2018, 12:12 PM
TURN ONE Let's see how long I can keep up the colorful formatting??
All the current players took their turn so I'll post the results a bit earlier than 24 hours. Why not, right?
Ada O'Hara [3]
You grab a welding fuel tank. You check various lockers and find a standard white air tank, but nothing else.
Charlie Collins [1, wow]
You set up your inventory, shortcoat, gun and all the shine. You attempt to claim the satchel, but it never shows up. You should probably file a bug report but no big deal. Time to greet the grimy thieving crew you'll be investigating.
Charlie Collins says, [145.9] "Hello, crew. Here's to an exciting shit."
whelp.
Sam Eagle [5]
You drag out a crate, and give your fabricator a nice firm kick.
It looks like it it'll be ready in about 50 seconds, conveniently enough.
Granadillo Graves [1, shit]
You shove the potato into the still. It makes a worrying sound.
You shrug and fraction the still out into a bottle. This doesn't look very clear... but hey, you have about two bottles of... something?
Selladore Kaine [1, WHY]
Selladore Kaine says, [145.9] "Helloooooo, everyone, it's ya boi Selladore! Anyone need anything from Boh Tah Knee?"
Your radio crackles to life.
Rubber Johnson says, [145.9] "yeah can you send me bofa?"
Dammit.
You take the glass out of your bag, forget which hand you're using, and hurl the glass at the table. They both melt. F U C K.
Kickflip Brozinski [3]
You slip on your galoshes and get ready for the day.
Your inventory is fully loaded with cleaning supplies.
Ready to face a new day, you step out of your office.
Kickflip Brozinski says, [145.9] "Hey dudes, what is- YUCK!"
You stepped in vomit. There is vomit 20 goddamned centimeters from your office. Why.
Wiggles Wigglesby [2][6] 2d6! Effectively 4
Wiggles Wigglesby S C R E A M S !
Looking around you find a discarded empty anaesthetic tank and begin smashing through a window.
You break through and take your new found freedom in stride- stepping on a sharp bit of glass. Ow.
It's not too bad, but you should find some shoes in case that happens again.
Ella Oats [2]
You awaken in a submarine, dressed in your best inspector's uniform, wearing a snazzy blue beret.
The sub docks with the Oshan Labs arrivals and dismantles itself. Time to see what this place is all abou-You slip on the oil!
The ceiling stares down at you robustly.
All the current players took their turn so I'll post the results a bit earlier than 24 hours. Why not, right?
Ada O'Hara [3]
You grab a welding fuel tank. You check various lockers and find a standard white air tank, but nothing else.
Charlie Collins [1, wow]
You set up your inventory, shortcoat, gun and all the shine. You attempt to claim the satchel, but it never shows up. You should probably file a bug report but no big deal. Time to greet the grimy thieving crew you'll be investigating.
Charlie Collins says, [145.9] "Hello, crew. Here's to an exciting shit."
whelp.
Sam Eagle [5]
You drag out a crate, and give your fabricator a nice firm kick.
It looks like it it'll be ready in about 50 seconds, conveniently enough.
Granadillo Graves [1, shit]
You shove the potato into the still. It makes a worrying sound.
You shrug and fraction the still out into a bottle. This doesn't look very clear... but hey, you have about two bottles of... something?
Selladore Kaine [1, WHY]
Selladore Kaine says, [145.9] "Helloooooo, everyone, it's ya boi Selladore! Anyone need anything from Boh Tah Knee?"
Your radio crackles to life.
Rubber Johnson says, [145.9] "yeah can you send me bofa?"
Dammit.
You take the glass out of your bag, forget which hand you're using, and hurl the glass at the table. They both melt. F U C K.
Kickflip Brozinski [3]
You slip on your galoshes and get ready for the day.
Your inventory is fully loaded with cleaning supplies.
Ready to face a new day, you step out of your office.
Kickflip Brozinski says, [145.9] "Hey dudes, what is- YUCK!"
You stepped in vomit. There is vomit 20 goddamned centimeters from your office. Why.
Wiggles Wigglesby [2][6] 2d6! Effectively 4
Wiggles Wigglesby S C R E A M S !
Looking around you find a discarded empty anaesthetic tank and begin smashing through a window.
You break through and take your new found freedom in stride- stepping on a sharp bit of glass. Ow.
It's not too bad, but you should find some shoes in case that happens again.
Ella Oats [2]
You awaken in a submarine, dressed in your best inspector's uniform, wearing a snazzy blue beret.
The sub docks with the Oshan Labs arrivals and dismantles itself. Time to see what this place is all abou-You slip on the oil!
The ceiling stares down at you robustly.