Zaruthustran
The tingling means it’s working!
Capellan said:
Dun-dun DUN!
I love how every post of this story hour finishes with the sound of a melodramatic chord.
-z
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[Spaceship Zero] Q-Ship (actually updated 19 May 2007)
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Dun-dun DUN!
I love how every post of this story hour finishes with the sound of a melodramatic chord.
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Plane Sailing
Astral Admin - Mwahahaha!
Capellan said:
That's the one advantage of the wait for updates... I had forgotten about that speck of brain space mould. Oh dear.
Capellan
Explorer
"Blast Off!" - Part 21
"Nooooooooooooooooo!" S'Ondra falls to her knees, hands raised before her. It's a performance of which Charlton Heston could be proud.
"Zere zere, Leibchen." Gustav pats her on the shoulder in an awkward attempt at comfort, "I am sure zat we will be able to solve zis conundrum."
"It seems to be growing very fast." Fury observes, "We haven't been gone that long."
"Ja. It is ze hot, humid conditions of zis world." Gustav tears a broad, fibrous leaf from a nearby plant and begins scrawlin on it with a pen, "I estimate zat ze rate of growth is more zan twice what it would have been on ze Earth."
"Nooooooooooooooooo!"
"It is extremely unsightly and unhygienic, and must be cleansed."
"That you both for your contributions." Fury turns to Gustav, "Doctor, do you have any theories on how to destroy this stuff? What if we were to fly through the sun with it? Surely that would destroy anything?"
"Oh, I zink zat is true." Gustav nods agreeably, "Including us, of course."
"Ah." Fury taps his teeth, "Very true, old man. Though perhaps we could channel all power to the -"
"To ze what?" Gustav shakes his head, "To ze shields, so zat ze ship will not disintegrate in ze flames? To ze life support, so zat we are not cooked like ze sausages in ze pan? Or to ze engines, so zat we can escape ze gravitational pull of ze sun. Nein, Captain. I am a physicist, not a magician. Ze ship cannot take such strain."
Fury snorts,
"That's what you techie types always say. Not that I suppose it matters much, when we can't even reach the old girl under all that mould."
"There must be some other way to destroy it!" S'Ondra stares up at them from where she still needs in the dirt. Her savage counterpart is staring at her in bewildered fashion, "You can't let my people die."
"We do not have ze resources to destroy ze mould." Gustav shakes his head, "Or at least, not zat I have yet found. If only I could reach my analysis machines, I could study it in more detail, and determine ze weakness zat it must have. But we cannot run ze scans with ze ship all covered in mould. We cannot even reach ze instruments."
"Could we enclose it somehow?" Fury suggests, "If we could get into the ship, perhaps we could use the gravitic generators to enclose the mould in a force field, and contain it?"
"A temporary solution at best, Captain." Archie declares mournfully, "Maintaining the shield against the mould would exhaust our supply of Xenon after three point two weeks. Less if the substance continues to … replicate itself." The word 'replicate' has never sounded so dirty.
"So what do we do then? It's not like we can just vacuum it all up and make it go away."
There's a moment of silence. And then Gustav and Archie begin to talk simultaneously,
"But if we could find ze way to collect it –"
"- the sample arm on the Pathfinder may still be accessible. It has an exterior hatch –"
"- zen we could store it all in a huge container. Maybe we could teach ze Venusians how to weave a giant basket –"
"- based on their clothing, they appear to have already grasped the science of sewing, Doctor. Perhaps a gigantic fur bag? –"
"- zen we could blast off with ze mould, and dump it back on ze Earth –"
"- but that would be littering! –"
"- vich is already covered with ze substance, and will zerefore not be harmed." Gustav finishes, with a proud and happy smile.
"Let me get this straight." Fury holds up a hand, then begins to tick the plan off of his fingers, "Your solution to this situation is to turn the sampler arm into some kind of giant vacuum cleaner."
"Ja."
"Which we will then use to suck up all the space mould and store it in a huge fur bag, the construction of which we will entrust to a bunch of illiterate savages."
"Ja."
"And then you expect me to somehow fly this contraption out of the atmosphere, into deep space, without spilling a single spore."
"Ja."
"You realise that this will be a huge, completely un-aerodynamic, fur bag. I don't want to think how big it would have to be –"
"Approximately two hundred thousand cubic feet." Archie supplies, helpfully, "Assuming we can have it completed with forty-eight hours. After that, the rate of the mould's reproduction will reach a critical mass, that we cannot overcome."
"Ja."
"Okay, just wanted to make sure I had all the details correct." Fury claps his hands together, "Sounds like we have a plan, people – let's get working!"
"Nooooooooooooooooo!" S'Ondra falls to her knees, hands raised before her. It's a performance of which Charlton Heston could be proud.
"Zere zere, Leibchen." Gustav pats her on the shoulder in an awkward attempt at comfort, "I am sure zat we will be able to solve zis conundrum."
"It seems to be growing very fast." Fury observes, "We haven't been gone that long."
"Ja. It is ze hot, humid conditions of zis world." Gustav tears a broad, fibrous leaf from a nearby plant and begins scrawlin on it with a pen, "I estimate zat ze rate of growth is more zan twice what it would have been on ze Earth."
"Nooooooooooooooooo!"
"It is extremely unsightly and unhygienic, and must be cleansed."
"That you both for your contributions." Fury turns to Gustav, "Doctor, do you have any theories on how to destroy this stuff? What if we were to fly through the sun with it? Surely that would destroy anything?"
"Oh, I zink zat is true." Gustav nods agreeably, "Including us, of course."
"Ah." Fury taps his teeth, "Very true, old man. Though perhaps we could channel all power to the -"
"To ze what?" Gustav shakes his head, "To ze shields, so zat ze ship will not disintegrate in ze flames? To ze life support, so zat we are not cooked like ze sausages in ze pan? Or to ze engines, so zat we can escape ze gravitational pull of ze sun. Nein, Captain. I am a physicist, not a magician. Ze ship cannot take such strain."
Fury snorts,
"That's what you techie types always say. Not that I suppose it matters much, when we can't even reach the old girl under all that mould."
"There must be some other way to destroy it!" S'Ondra stares up at them from where she still needs in the dirt. Her savage counterpart is staring at her in bewildered fashion, "You can't let my people die."
"We do not have ze resources to destroy ze mould." Gustav shakes his head, "Or at least, not zat I have yet found. If only I could reach my analysis machines, I could study it in more detail, and determine ze weakness zat it must have. But we cannot run ze scans with ze ship all covered in mould. We cannot even reach ze instruments."
"Could we enclose it somehow?" Fury suggests, "If we could get into the ship, perhaps we could use the gravitic generators to enclose the mould in a force field, and contain it?"
"A temporary solution at best, Captain." Archie declares mournfully, "Maintaining the shield against the mould would exhaust our supply of Xenon after three point two weeks. Less if the substance continues to … replicate itself." The word 'replicate' has never sounded so dirty.
"So what do we do then? It's not like we can just vacuum it all up and make it go away."
There's a moment of silence. And then Gustav and Archie begin to talk simultaneously,
"But if we could find ze way to collect it –"
"- the sample arm on the Pathfinder may still be accessible. It has an exterior hatch –"
"- zen we could store it all in a huge container. Maybe we could teach ze Venusians how to weave a giant basket –"
"- based on their clothing, they appear to have already grasped the science of sewing, Doctor. Perhaps a gigantic fur bag? –"
"- zen we could blast off with ze mould, and dump it back on ze Earth –"
"- but that would be littering! –"
"- vich is already covered with ze substance, and will zerefore not be harmed." Gustav finishes, with a proud and happy smile.
"Let me get this straight." Fury holds up a hand, then begins to tick the plan off of his fingers, "Your solution to this situation is to turn the sampler arm into some kind of giant vacuum cleaner."
"Ja."
"Which we will then use to suck up all the space mould and store it in a huge fur bag, the construction of which we will entrust to a bunch of illiterate savages."
"Ja."
"And then you expect me to somehow fly this contraption out of the atmosphere, into deep space, without spilling a single spore."
"Ja."
"You realise that this will be a huge, completely un-aerodynamic, fur bag. I don't want to think how big it would have to be –"
"Approximately two hundred thousand cubic feet." Archie supplies, helpfully, "Assuming we can have it completed with forty-eight hours. After that, the rate of the mould's reproduction will reach a critical mass, that we cannot overcome."
"Ja."
"Okay, just wanted to make sure I had all the details correct." Fury claps his hands together, "Sounds like we have a plan, people – let's get working!"
Plane Sailing
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So, Venus is doomed then?
KidCthulhu
First Post
Plane Sailing said:So, Venus is doomed then?
Yep. Pretty thoroughly fudged.
MavrickWeirdo
First Post
Plane Sailing said:So, Venus is doomed then?
Well that would be true except that Venucian Coonra's (like earth racoons, but different) are able eat the space spores, thus preventing it from over-running the planet. Unfortunately the Coonras who eat the spores start to develop Psionic Powers and become quite a nusince.
Oh wait, they never filmed that episode because the animal rights people wouldn't let them spray paint racoons.
Never mind
robberbaron
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Piratecat said:
Yo PC, game purchased and rated B for Bloody Marvellous!
Any chance of the character building sheet?
Looking forward to running it for Plane Sailing, Shockwave, Guido and anyone else who turns up.
Piratecat
Sesquipedalian
Right! Make Plane Sailing play a Slave Girl. 
Here's the sheet. There are four pages in the Excel document:
- Do a new character here! This is important bit. See below.
- Sample PC - intelligent monkey: Showing how it works when filled in.
- blank sheet with formulas: When you accidentally overwrite the "do a new character here!" sheet because you forgot to copy it first, this is your backup.
- blank sheet no formulas: for when you just want to print a sheet out.
When you look at the "new character" sheet in Excel, you'll see that there are three sections. Sort of. If you squint.
On the left is the part of the sheet that prints out; most of this you don't touch, because it is filled in from the bit on the right.
In the middle is summarized step-by-step directions.
On the right is the area where you actually fill most things in.
0. Ctrl-click-drag the "do a new character here" tab to make a copy of this worksheet page. Rename it to the character name by double-clicking on the tab.
1. Divide up your attributes and fill them in on the left. Marvel at how many other things are calculated and filled in as a result. Oooh, aaah.
2. Figure out your fixed Zero Skill. Mark it on the left (or on both the right and left, if you prefer) by making it bold and italic.
3. On the right, distribute your skill points into the yellow boxes. Follow normal rules for this. You'll notice that the skills get reflected over on the left as well, and that you have to do a minimum of math. A little counter adds up your total points spent for you.
4. Spend your brains points the same way.
5. Assign zero skills; on the left, make these skill names bold and italic.
6. Type perks & quirks, name etc. into the left hand sheet.
7. Print it!
Here's the sheet. There are four pages in the Excel document:
- Do a new character here! This is important bit. See below.
- Sample PC - intelligent monkey: Showing how it works when filled in.
- blank sheet with formulas: When you accidentally overwrite the "do a new character here!" sheet because you forgot to copy it first, this is your backup.
- blank sheet no formulas: for when you just want to print a sheet out.
When you look at the "new character" sheet in Excel, you'll see that there are three sections. Sort of. If you squint.
On the left is the part of the sheet that prints out; most of this you don't touch, because it is filled in from the bit on the right.
In the middle is summarized step-by-step directions.
On the right is the area where you actually fill most things in.
0. Ctrl-click-drag the "do a new character here" tab to make a copy of this worksheet page. Rename it to the character name by double-clicking on the tab.
1. Divide up your attributes and fill them in on the left. Marvel at how many other things are calculated and filled in as a result. Oooh, aaah.
2. Figure out your fixed Zero Skill. Mark it on the left (or on both the right and left, if you prefer) by making it bold and italic.
3. On the right, distribute your skill points into the yellow boxes. Follow normal rules for this. You'll notice that the skills get reflected over on the left as well, and that you have to do a minimum of math. A little counter adds up your total points spent for you.
4. Spend your brains points the same way.
5. Assign zero skills; on the left, make these skill names bold and italic.
6. Type perks & quirks, name etc. into the left hand sheet.
7. Print it!
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