DiscoDude: ---BEGIN SESSION---
DiscoDude: Session logging commenced
Kalos: https://i.ytimg.com/vi/8n9T7S2JFy4/maxresdefault.jpg
Kalos: Adem, doing anything in particular before heading to the tournament?
Keith: <@Adem Nineball>
Kalos: Presumably, Keith is also going. anyone else?
Kalos: (though your attention likely isn't required)
Adem Nineball: Checking the my implant, making sure I know the location, possibly who my opponent will be?
Cyril: will go to watch the tournament to get out of whatever it is that's going on in the ship lol
Adem Nineball: frankly, same lol
Keith: (I am one with the cat pile)
Cyril: (Keith is one with the universe)
Kalos: Heading out there:
there is a small arena of sorts, seats maybe a couple hundred or so, with about a dozen people sitting in the center in fancy chairs, jacked into the computer system
Kalos: on the screens shows a qualifying round between those participants, a gun range of sorts with lots of different targets to be shooting of different shapes and sizes, some more or less lifelike than others.
Kalos: One of them gets knocked out of the qualifier rpetty quickly, but just being trash. The other 5 all advance, though one of them, a reptilian-looking alien of some sort, seems highly advanced, snap-shooting all of their targets and getting them all in basically one go, only missing one shot through the entire exchange., and drawing the cheers from everyone
Kalos: The round ends, and its time for more people to be called up- YOu're in this timeslot! and among the random names, you're one of the 12 who is called up to the stage
Adem Nineball: "Huh, Arrived just in time! Wish me luck." Adem presents himself looking at the other 11 called to participate.
Kalos: They don't look all that special- but neither did that lizzy. 4 avali, some amphibious felid, a couple of cyborgs (though not of the military sort), a a couple asutferians, a beetle, and two green-skinned though largely human-like alien.
Keith: [Also, side note. Keith sends a report to Runi: "We have gotten Skye up to speed, most of the crew is now a fan, it seems, Tony, one of the escapees that was being kept safe by a pilot, is now with us... We are now very sure that Varmarna knows, and the captain of the ship knows, thanks to that pilot... Amoni remains in prision... I believe she is safe... I hope. We are now waiting time pass, to try and continue our plan." ]
Adem Nineball: Huh, what a colourful bunch we are
Kalos: "Alright, this is the last round of qualifiers, score the highest you can to get into the first round!" an announcer claims, - Adem: your implant asks if you're cool with going into VR
Kalos: as with your plug's data
Adem Nineball: Y
Kalos: You're there,- in your own little island shooting range, a couple of pistols, and a couple rifles on the table- laser, and conventional. To everyone outside, you're taking up the top left most corner on the big screen.
Kalos: Announcer: "You have a minute to familiarize yourself with your weapons." the walls are covered in power cells and loaded magazines
Adem Nineball: Adem quickly picks up a Laser Rifle, Looks at it, and tries firing at the ground
Adem Nineball: "Long time I didn't shoot my Survival Rifle, lets see how this feels..."
Kalos: it makes little 'click' sounds as it fires, a definite laser burst left in the sand
Kalos: It hits about where you expected it to, its operation straight forward
Adem Nineball: Adem also picks up a Gauss pistol, a few of the appropriate type of powercells and magazines for each weapon.
Kalos: gauss pistol+laser rifle, then?
Adem Nineball: Correct
Kalos: "Begin!" ---- make 2 rolls, one for each skill, as targets materialize, some still, others moving.
Adem Nineball: (That would be, beam weapons and Guns (pistol), right?)
Kalos: (beam weapons rifle, and guns pistol)
Adem Nineball: (Rifles, you mean Longarms, Correct?)
Adem Nineball: .ra 12 (pistols)
Pseudobot: <@!Adem Nineball> Rolled against 12 (pistols). Result: [5,1,6] = 12. Margin of Success: 0. Success
Adem Nineball: .ra 11 (Beam Weapon)
Pseudobot: <@!Adem Nineball> Rolled against 11 (Beam Weapon). Result: [4,6,6] = 16. Margin of Failure: 5. Failure
Adem Nineball: (ah, what a nice start)
Cyril: (Ohno)
Adem Nineball: (FUN)
Kalos: The round ends- you don't do well in the rifles section. and only vaguely 'okay' in pistols... you think. but your performance is reminding you a lot of that person who got eliminated
Kalos: To those outside: Adem's probably one of the worst competitors of the bunch. tied perhaps, with someone else.
Kalos: https://i.ytimg.com/vi/geFP9cglPOo/maxresdefault.jpg soon enough, its all over. Adem, you're pulled out of VR, and wake up on your chair. You also get a message: "You didn't make the next round." texted to you by the tournament organizer.
Adem Nineball: Adem walks outside without saying a single word, in the end, lady luck wasn't on his side.
Adem Nineball: <Look at the good side, Keith: You can now interrupt me at any time.>
Kalos: It is now 2:30 PM
Adem Nineball: He sends a messages to Cyril: <So, do you wanna have a look around? getting out just for this would be a waste of time.>
Adem Nineball: <@!Cyril>
Cyril: <Not going to watch the rest of the tournament?>
Adem Nineball: <Nope, I prefer to participate.>
Cyril: <Well, as long as we're not going back to the ship yet...>
Kalos: If you have ideas for things to do that may further your goals, do say so. Else, time skips are available, I suppose
Cyril: (Yeah I don't really have anything useful to do until the meeting)
Adem Nineball: <Huh, Sure, I actually wanted to check the shops, maybe they have something that catches our eye?>
Kalos: Any particular shop you're seeking out?
Adem Nineball: (Guns, Swords, Technology that looks like it shouldn't be there? or comics, if all else fails)
Kalos: You can find all of these things- some stores even have their hands on rare and expensive plasma weapons
Kalos: however question is do you have any money?
Kalos: Amoni isn't here to sign off checks
Adem Nineball: <Fuck.>
Adem Nineball: <I don't have any money on me, do you have any, Cyril, did Amoni leave any??>
Cyril: spent all his money on fancy space armor, oops...
Adem Nineball: <Fuck.> Those words actually had italics on them.
Kalos: sounds like timeskip then.
Adem Nineball: They just get to Window Shop, i guess.
Kalos: any objections here?
Kalos: you watch some music videos on expensive Display screenss out on display/for sale.
Kalos: https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ZcKM00Jfh8s/maxresdefault.jpg
Kalos: Keith
Keith: Yes
Kalos: Runi <Hey keith, checking in here, what's the situation? We can get a small lander down onto there some time early tomorrow and pick up the rescuees.>
Keith: <Cool, I'll tell them about it, just one second.>
Keith: <Wait, before... What will be done for the rescuees? Like, do they get the chance of being turned back or whatnot? What should I tell them to expect?>
Kalos: <They're going to be taken on board the cruiser, and eventually we'll get them back to somewhere with proper facilities.>
Keith: "Hey crew, I got a friend that just told me that they can get a lander to pick you up early tomorrow- Not you, Rylex, you have a salary. Anyways, after that, the government should help you guys out... Who amongst you are interested? I mean... You can still remain with us, but we don't have means to turn you back, so... Y'know."
Kalos: <From there I'm seeing how much funding I can muster for this. this is kind of similar to one of the witness protection programs ran by the Narirelan Investigation charter, so I'm going to try to siphon some of that cash. Or to be more accurate one of my subordinates will.>
Keith: (Hold on)
Keith: "Hey crew, I got a friend that just told me that they can get a lander to pick you up early tomorrow- Not you, Rylex, you have a salary. Anyways, after that, the government should help you guys out, which very likely includes helping you go back to your original form... Who amongst you are interested? I mean... You can still remain with us, but we don't have means to turn you back, so... Y'know."
Keith: (Ok, go on.)
Kalos: Rylex snickers- the others all come forth, except Lilli, whom of course, remembers very little of her old life. a sudden spam of <I want to get off this rock> <Can't wait!> <Finally.> coming in as text messages. , from Tony, Lucentia, and Renoir all at once
Keith: (Chalie too?)
Keith: <All but one going up, Runi, get seat for four. Sending a picture of each one of them, with a name attached.>
Keith: Keith sends the pictures
Kalos: (Chali didn't say anything, but his reaction was more physical)
Keith: "Alright, they will be ready for you four... Tony, if you want to do a little something before that, you got until early tomorrow. If you want, I will try to convince a certain someone to be part of it, as a parting gift... Can't say that she'll accept."
Keith: "Also- Uh... I guess that since I said this out loud, I might as well extend this to the others, even if you are not gonna be interested."
Kalos: Rylex "Bad dog!" he flicks his tail at you. "don't mass proposition everyone for something like that when they're in this sort of state!" he says a bit half-hearted
Kalos: Tony chuckled over comms- <WIll keep in mind, keith!>
Keith: "Sorry! Sorry!" Keith says, lifting a hand to protect against a second strike that doesn't come "But if I may add, consider this an act of defiance... Doing that despite their state!"
Kalos: he shrugs with a smile.
Lucentia: <No thank you!>
and everyone else agrees in some way or another.
Kalos: (Except Lilli, whom doesn't quite know how to reply.)
Keith: "Well! With that done with... So, Lilli, you'll remain with us, right? I'll try to talk with my friend, they have friends at high places, I'll try to see if they can keep a spot open for you, for when you regain your memory."
Keith: "If that is fine, of course."
Kalos: Lilli nods. <I think so. It's a little dangerous but... I remembered something with Skye- so, it seems like a good idea.>
Keith: <Runi, one of the rescuees will not be taking the lander, Lilli, as we have named her yesterday, has lost her memory. Can you keep an 'slot' open for her down the line on the 'turning back to normal' thing? That is, for when she recover her memory... If ever.>
Keith: "Alright, I have sent the message over, Lilli."
Kalos: Runi: <Gotcha. if we can't, we'll have to borrow some cash from Amoni. I know amoni will spare it.>
Kalos: Rylex: "Now come on, I- I mean, We, still have half a marathon of of the Fuldistrad cinematic universe to go through."
Keith: <Good point>
Keith: "Right, sorry for the interruption" Keith says, snuggling against Rylex
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Kalos: !end
