Play@YSDC

Sorry about the delay myself, I have been very run down last week due to stuff, stuff, and other stuff. So; going to pause a few days here - I think the consensus (and not an unreasonable one!) is to RUN! which is fine. Broadly speaking what are peoples views on the next chapter? Thrilling escape of...

A little later "Jesus..what is that thing?" said, Bloom. He was staring at the grainy black and white air lock camera, where the alien cyborg thing had frozen in what looked like hibernation. It was possibly dead. Who could tell? it just looked like a hunk of deformed frozen flesh, pipes ...

Ok to keep this going, ill do a slightly clumsy scene cut to the Infirmary. Aine - please narrate however you wish for Seth to come back in - best to get us all together once more. i'll suggest its one of those points that narrative consistency may have to be sacrificed a little in order to play a g...

I think for the purposes of narrative, lets have Seth hear the call? Probably best to get everyone together again.

There was a pause, as the winds of Titan blew uncaring across the ice and rock. "I shall wait ..." same the reply. The horror seemed to power down, or go into hibernation. The flesh seemed to freeze still, the liquids slowed to a turgid pace, so slow they hardly seemed to move at all, lest...

For the first time, the cyborg horror seemed to be angry, or at least close to it. The buzzing sound worsened, and the tubes fizzed with strange chemicals. What was left of her brain seemed awash with some primitive endocrine rage. "Equal? Equal? Do not think of them as your equals. You are ant...

"The City they have found is full of most precious metals and stones, beyond our understanding of chemistry! They would not share such treasure lightly!" "You must understand! All flesh and thought you know are nothing. If you resist them, or stop their mining, you will surely be dest...

It does indeed! Just more dark!

Seth could just about see, through the dim swirling gases of Titan, Hattie and Sam and....the thing... The thing in question seemed eager to please, in response to Hattie's proposal. "yes! Yes! They would meet! Show you the beyond!" came the buzzing sound. "They have discovered the ci...

Cladius managed to siphon off a little food for Scraps, the cat. However, he was most distracted. So much to go wrong! So many disasters! So many ways to be beaten or kicked! His head bowed, his twisted frame in shadows, he listened carefully for any hint of trouble amongst the guests, and did his b...

Glass eyes stared back.

"Whom did you tell of them?" came the reply, without any movement.

"They do not wish to be known to humans. A few select travellers, with open minds....that is all!"

I think to keep Seth in the action, a narrative wave of the rules. Seth can bypass a door given his background. I shall interpret the failed repair roll as meaning door / airlock jammed afterwards, but in fairness I think its best to say Seth can join the others!

Jane shuddered...more like a vibration, again with that horrible buzzing, at frequencies that felt strange and unnatural. She cocked her head, listening to something inaudible through some invisible ether. "Your forms cannot cross space, not in your ships. You do not understand, do not see. The...

"What happened to Jane?" buzzed Jane. "I am Jane, ztill Jane...ztill...." it paused, uncertain for a moment. "The Mi-go are masters of all forms of science, but they excel in the transplantation of tranformation of flesh. I have zzzeen it. By marvellous devices, they can pre...

Aine, if you have any ideas about where to go with Seth or how I can help get him back in the thick of it...?

Dummm dummm daaaaaah!

You ok to work with that, aine?

The aberration turned, slowly, the tubes pumping oily creamy liquid, the flesh moving in most unsettling ways. The alien tools at the tips of her fingertips retracted. "Hattie...Hattie..." she gurgled, in a buzzing, droning voice. "I have seen the most incredible things...things you p...

I think Hatties last command was to seal everything? But maybe DrPeterson could elucidate?

Cladius was tired from the preparations, his bent spine complaining and his club feet moaning. And yet, he was a man propelled, anxiety ridden, on edge. Something, he concluded, was bound to go wrong, and he was surely in for a severe beating. He calmed himself by feeding Scraps, the cat, some fish....

As the pair entered the airlock, they could see the horrible creation hard at work, cutting and chipping away at the inner airlock. Understandably, it was a robust door, but it would not resist a concerted effort to cut through it. Out of one of Klutes finger blew a purple flame of plasma, and it wa...