Chat log started at 22.9.2010 / 18:31:48

Savage Worlds Ruleset for Fantasy Grounds II
(c) 2009 Pinnacle Entertainment Group.
Doofus: So...what's the gameplan?
[w] Tyran Drenski: so did rocky or smoke or both win us the battle with the light thing...
Packmule: I'm carrying the PRC-25!
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: Yes.
Tyran Drenski: um tell the lewie what just happened and forgo the hug part...
Colwyn O'Reilly: Well, we should probably radio in with LT to see if she wants us to pursue or return to base. We've made contact but I don't think it's going to make a treaty.
Randall Breckenridge: so we let it spread more love, ask what else to do. Good plan.
Tyran Drenski: Packmule you heard O'Really tune us into LT and see if she picks up
Tyran Drenski: I mean....O'Reilly....
Randall Breckenridge: I like O'Really much better...
Colwyn O'Reilly: That's specialist "hawkeye" O'Reilly to you privates!
Colwyn O'Reilly: Intimidation (Unskilled Modifier -2) [1d6-2 = 3]
TADM: Wow, that is 4 better than any rolls in the Deadlands Campaign for Intimidation last session.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Intimidation {--2 Untrained} [1d4-2 = 0]
Randall Breckenridge: Hawkeye - O - Really?
Packmule: BZZZZ....Hello? Anyone out there?
Packmule: This is Packmule looking for a smoking hot Australian Lieutenant to talk with.
Random Responder: YEAH! Me too!!
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): kzsht kzsht... this is angry chicken calling funky rooster, over.
Randall Breckenridge: y'all might be sorry yew said that...
Another Responder: Whoa! They don't have those in Vietnam.
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): funky rooster, do you copy?
Tyran Drenski: Ahh, Packmule just turn it don't talk to it....
Third Responder: Hey, Pacmulke didn't say male or female there...I'm pretty hot and can dake an Australian accent.
Packmule: Corporal Medic sir! I am unable to reach the Lt. on the radio.
Colwyn O'Reilly facepalm
Colwyn O'Reilly because words are inadquate for your fail
Tyran Drenski: You want me to try?
Ranger Richard: yuck!
Colwyn O'Reilly: Drenski, would you mind using the radio appropriately
Mini-Samson: Does that involve bludgeoning Packmule? If yes, can I help?
Tyran Drenski checks his notes from the briefing...tunes the radio...
Colwyn O'Reilly: and if she's not available, at least see if we can get the Wings game on it for the hump home
TADM: The Third Responder was clearly drunk.
Tyran Drenski: Lt. Devine this is Dreski you copy over.
Withers: Hey Drenski, what's up, over?
Tyran Drenski: We have made contact with the creature and it is well NOW friendly to us but not ready to sign a contract. Glad to here your still breathing without the Doc.
Tyran Drenski: OVER
Withers: CO says that if further contact is detrimental to keeping it in the "Eats-VC" category, return to base. Over.
Randall Breckenridge: well, that private wit no head dont feel like he was much friendly like
Colwyn O'Reilly: yeah, well, it improved his already dashing good looks Breck
Tyran Drenski: Copy chasing and tracking the "it" is advised. OVer
Doofus: Alas, poor Peepeepants, we knew him barely at all.
Tyran Drenski: I mean head back to base
Tyran Drenski: over...
Withers: Copy and Chase only at your discretion, otherwise return to base, over.
Ranger Richard: You should know a red shirt with a name peepee pants wont last long in a campaign
Randall Breckenridge: ye cain't even talk to his skull like. How kin ye be dramatic wiothout that?
Tyran Drenski: Going home Doc
Colwyn O'Reilly: Alright guys, let's head back to the LZ.
Colwyn O'Reilly pockets p3's dogtags
Tyran Drenski: HOOAH
Tyran Drenski: Poor guy, didn't even make one gaming session. He will be missed
The squad wanders back to the LZ. There is no further sign of any light-bending creatures or VC. In fact, it is pretty boring and safe.
Randall Breckenridge: alrighty
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): great, we're all going to die
Tyran Drenski thinks he should buy a lotto ticket based on thier current luck.
Upon returning to Phu Bai, they meet up with the rest of Devine's unit. She has no new boots, because it turns out that the reports of said "giant crocodile" were erroneous.
Hogpile: ...In fact, we didn't see another creature larger than a palm-sized insect.
Tyran Drenski: No luck, Ma'am
Randall Breckenridge: thats too bad, I was hopin fer a giant tooth or two
Colwyn O'Reilly: We did. We found lots of things bigger than insects.
Colwyn O'Reilly gives report
Colwyn O'Reilly makes sure to make p3 sound really brave
Tyran Drenski: Peepeepants wetted for the last time.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Interesting. Well, P3 will be missed, he scored well on the firearms and explosive demolitions portions of training.
Colwyn O'Reilly: That is unfortunate. Luckily we still have Drenski.
Randall Breckenridge: his bladder was the only thing skeered in him?
Colwyn O'Reilly: I can tell you he did not have clean underwear at the end
Tyran Drenski: Or a head
Lt. Andrea Devine: Good job on making contact and concluding the operation peacefully.
Hogpile: Sounds more exciting than the our slog through the jungle.
Tyran Drenski: Making contact was an understatement ma'am
Colwyn O'Reilly: That was mostly Drenski's doing ma'am. He seemed to have an... "understanding" with the creature
Tyran Drenski: My contact was far too close
Colwyn O'Reilly: Consequently, we should make sure any further patrols in the area have several smoke grenades
Colwyn O'Reilly (whispers): we may want Drenski checked for impregnation
Randall Breckenridge: hes a natural at makin friends with monsters.
Tyran Drenski: Actually I think the smoke and Rocky did it... I was just it's toy
Lt. Andrea Devine: Good suggestion O'Reilly. And I guess Drenski is now our unofficial first contact specialist.
Colwyn O'Reilly snickers
Hogpile: Umm....grats?
Lt. Andrea Devine: Okay, anyone else have something to report?
Withers: Hogpile was nervous the entire time because O'Reilly was not within 6 feet of him?
Tyran Drenski: I don't have to let it love on me again...do I??
Hogpile: HEY!
Dugan: um.. didn't want to mention it, but I finally learned how to spell missississippi correctly
Doofus: Wow, that is really hard. Dugan is my hero.
Hogpile: Are you going to upgrade to Connecticut soon, Dugan?
Dugan: naw... not ready for those international destinations yet
Hogpile laughs.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Hogpile lives!
Randall Breckenridge: Connectiticut
Withers: Dugan...
Tyran Drenski: Anyone have lysol I feel....gross
Withers sighs but is laughing.
Dugan: Withers lives!
Dugan: are we going through all the redshirts now?
Lt. Andrea Devine: I have some shampoo you can use Drenski, if you don't mind smelling "girly."
Tyran Drenski: Right now it is better that Sparky Scent
Colwyn O'Reilly: only if you help him wash his back
Tyran Drenski suddenly looks happy
Lt. Andrea Devine: I don't think so.
Colwyn O'Reilly (whispers): or at least you can tell everyone that's what happened
Lt. Andrea Devine: Dismissed.
Mini-Samson: Woohoo!
Colwyn O'Reilly: should I escort Drenski to the med building LT>
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): and plan B
Lt. Andrea Devine: Was Drenski licked, bitten, slobbered on, or otherwise received any sort of bodily fluids from the creature?
Dugan: restocks, resupplies, checks weapon and equipment, and reloads
Randall Breckenridge: it shur looked like it
Mini-Samson: That could be taken in sooo many wrong ways.
Colwyn O'Reilly: there is a distinct possibility of that, yes ma'am
Randall Breckenridge: Taken, in some many wrong ways, heh, yea
Colwyn O'Reilly: you could call Drenski the creature's "friend with benefits"
Withers looks at Drenski nervously.
Tyran Drenski strips when he gets to the shower room, and there is some yelling
Dugan: do you think he marked her with his scent?
Hogpile: WOW. Umm...remind me to hujxe847yg6a2r
Dugan: then he'd be able to follow her wherever she went?
TADM: (Yuko was helping me.)
Dugan: maybe it's right behind us
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): uh-huh, blame it on the wife
Randall Breckenridge: huh? yew speking vietnamese?
Dugan: maybe it's a she and she thinks yur pretty
Randall Breckenridge: "I want to hold him, and squeeze him, I do George..."
Lt. Andrea Devine heads off to the command bunker.
GM: Okay, with that report, Drenski is not allowed to go to the shower. Drenski is instead taken over for quarantine and medical debriefing. Plus they scrub off the top layer of skin and store it all for samples.
Dugan: maybe you got her knocked up and she's mad because you ditcher her in the middle of the forest, all alone to raise the little ones
GM: In fact, Drenski spends the better part of next week a bright pinkish color....
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): AHHH I tried to hurry.....darn
Tyran Drenski thinks of hurting Colwyn
GM: This leads to a lot of snickers and laughs around Drenski for the next week. Who is given the nickname of "Pinky."
TADM: ...And there is no Brain
Colwyn O'Reilly: See, you got your nickname... Pinky
Dugan: maybe she lives faster than we do, and she's already had the little ones, and they've had little ones, and so on and so on, and now theres a whole hoard of Monster Drenskis running around consuming VC
Tyran Drenski: first love on and now violated.....
Packmule: Wow, that would be terrifying Dugan.
Withers: Dugan has quite the imagination.
Tyran Drenski: Dugan you scare me...I can't get her pregnant
Dugan: maybe, they all learned Engrish from your genetic pool and they are super intelligent and they are hunting you down
Tyran Drenski: SHE attacked ME!
Colwyn O'Reilly: How do you *know* it was female, Pinky?
Hogpile: Hey, what if it is actually really old, and has a gestation period that lasts for decades....and got Drenski pregnant? Maybe fifteen years from now, he'll be at the grocery store buying meat and some invisible creature will burst out of his chest.
Dugan: maybe when they find you, you'll have a conversation with them, and when you ask them what their intentions are they'll respond...
Tyran Drenski: Why it is a girl...bet it is a dude...
Dugan: "The same thing we do every night Pinky.... .... Try to take over the world!"
Withers: Wow, okay kids. Have fun with this conversation.
Ranger Richard: nice
Withers leaves the barracks.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Will it do a song and dance routine down the aisle too Hogpile?
Colwyn O'Reilly: maybe "hello my ragtime gal?"
Randall Breckenridge: Ahd like t see that!
Hogpile: Hey, that's what I was thinking.
Tyran Drenski: Can we talk about something else I have been violated enough for a live time in the past week
Doofus: I think the hair on the left side of my head is a browner brown than the hair on the right side of my head.
[w] Dugan -> Colwyn O'Reilly: no applause?
Colwyn O'Reilly claps
Randall Breckenridge: Yew shouls stop marching north in the morning and south in the afternoon so much
Tyran Drenski: Okay... so when is the next mission.
[w] Colwyn O'Reilly -> Dugan: are you and Pinky going to take over the world?
GM: Funny you should ask that...
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): Yeah....I had a feeling
A couple weeks pass and it is February 17th when the Lieutenant calls everyone together.
[w] Tyran Drenski: sanity still a 4 after all of that??
GM: Drenski no longer looks quite so much like Pinky.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): YEA!!!!!
[w] Dugan -> Colwyn O'Reilly: no the superintelligent monster spawn and pinky .... didn't you ever see the cartoon, "Pinky and the Brain"?
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: Is 4 too high?
[w] Colwyn O'Reilly -> Dugan: yes. that makes more sense. hilarity would ensue
[w] Tyran Drenski: No... I just like to act the part is all...I have fun with sanity
Colwyn O'Reilly calls him Pinky anyway
Tyran Drenski stocks up on garlic and cleaning cloths
Lt. Andrea Devine: Good morning gentlemen, quasi-men, and prepubescent boys.
TADM: Wet-wipes?
Tyran Drenski: Hooah ma'am
Dugan: which one are you?
Ranger Richard: Good Morning mam
Ranger Richard: rrrrrrrrrrrlllllll
Colwyn O'Reilly: Morning ma'am
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): yes to clean anything off of him at all times
Colwyn O'Reilly: rrrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllll? no coffee today Richard?
Withers: Ma'am
Hogpile: Ma'am
Randall Breckenridge: did he jes puke?
Packmule: Maybe the monster living in Drenski impregnated him?
Tyran Drenski: Hey private I will remove you jewel and feed them too you if you say stuff life that one more time.
Colwyn O'Reilly: we are gwathered twogether twoday to celebwate the mawwaige of Drenski and the Monster
Ranger Richard: shhh the LT is talking
Dugan: the Moster Match
Dugan: Pinky and the Brain
Tyran Drenski: Yes Ma'am you were saying...
Lt. Andrea Devine: So here is the situation. The VC are heading to a location in Laos known as the Plain of Jars.
Dugan: canning jars?
GM: Common Knowledge checks, unless you have some sort of Southeast Asia history.
Dugan: my ma used to send me to the store to get canning jars
Colwyn O'Reilly: Smarts [1d8 = 3]
Dugan: Common Knowledge {--2 Clueless} [1d4-2 = 8]
Randall Breckenridge: Smarts [1d6 = 4]
Tyran Drenski: Smarts [1d8 = 4]
Dugan: I know some stuff about canning jars
Ranger Richard: Smarts [1d6 = 5]
TADM: I find it it really hilarious that the guy who rolls D4-2 on Smarts has the best roll.
Dhu (Dugan): rolled a 6 and a 4 on the first round... it was the 4 sided die that added up to the 10 though...
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): Dugan Luck
Randall Breckenridge: Plain jars is his hobby
Dhu (Dugan): we just call that Duck
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): lol duck
Colwyn O'Reilly: so fake luck is ...
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): Fack?
Everyone other than Colwyn remembers hearing a few things about the Plain of Jars. First, it is some ancient burial ground filled with hundreds of jars of various sizes that have been placed there over the millennia. The culture that first started putting their dead in these large canopic style jars is unknown.
Second, you all remember hearing about some huge battle between the French and the Viet Minh in 1953 that was fought near the Plain of Jars.
Tyran Drenski: A grave yard then
[w] Dugan: do i have some extra tidbit to share?
[w] -> Dugan: The French won.
Ranger Richard: no a jar yard
Dugan: As I recall, the French won.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Actually, it is a graveyard.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): just saw picks the jar are HUGE!!
Lt. Andrea Devine: We have no idea why the VC are going there again after their defeat in 1953, or why they would decide to go now, 13 years later.
Lt. Andrea Devine: A couple divisions of NVA regulars are headed there.
Lt. Andrea Devine rolls out a map.
Tyran Drenski: They want to find a nice grave to die in
Hogpile: I'm thinking that Drenski is right.
Tyran Drenski: Or there is something supernatural there they want to use to win the current war.
Ranger Richard: thats a lot of soldiers!
Ranger Richard: hmm can we have b52 on standby?
Randall Breckenridge: we might need a little backup
Lt. Andrea Devine points at the spot on the map.
Lt. Andrea Devine: That is where we are going, soldiers.
GM: Smarts check (or if you have a Knowledge pertaining to Vietnam, that works also)
Tyran Drenski: Note to self stock up on Cauliflower
Colwyn O'Reilly: Smarts [1d8 = 4]
Tyran Drenski: Smarts [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 2]
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): FAIL
Dugan: Common Knowledge {--2 Clueless} [1d4-2 = 5]
Randall Breckenridge: Smarts [1d6 = 5]
TADM: Clearly Dugan ate his brain-enhancing wheaties this morning.
Randall Breckenridge: looks peaceful like, all empty like
Ranger Richard: Smarts [1d6 = 7]
Ranger Richard: hmm that does not look like Vietnam
Withers: I agree with Richard.
Hogpile: Errr..yeah.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): I am too consentrated on find cauliflower to keep zombies from eating my brains.
Colwyn O'Reilly: that looks a little outside the vietnam operational theatre, ma'am
Ranger Richard: wow tht is pretty far north...
Ranger Richard: dont suppose we can write home about this!
Everyone other than Drenski realizes that not only is this Operation in Laos, it is outside any legal or logistical location that the US could be in.
Colwyn O'Reilly: so what you mean, ma'am, is that we're not really doing anything.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Correct Richard, this is way outside our jurisdiction, so not only can you not write home about it, but the locals will consider us "foreign invaders" and the government thinks we are all going on a boating trip near New Zealand.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Or, as O'Reilly put it, yes, we are all packing up for some nice R&R in New Zealand. With every ounce of ammunition and explosive we can carry.
Tyran Drenski: Yeah, certain death yet again.
Hogpile: For...uh...explosive disposal.
Colwyn O'Reilly: ah. can we opt in to the boating trip diversion instead?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Certainty of death? Low chance of success? what are we waiting for?
Ranger Richard: yeah lets go get some fishin poles Colwyn
Tyran Drenski: No more underground I am a sitting duck down there.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): pause for effect....
Randall Breckenridge: ah want the red meat, right off the bone
Lt. Andrea Devine: Now, as some of you may have heard, the country of Laos is currently in a four, or maybe five way, civil war.
Dugan: cool!
Randall Breckenridge: target rich vironment
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): DOOOMYYY DOOOOOM
Colwyn O'Reilly still wants to opt into the diversion
Lt. Andrea Devine: The first piece of good news is that, as of this morning, the Plain of Jars is being held by the US friendly faction. So they have begun fortifying the area for us.
Lt. Andrea Devine: The other good news is that some incredibly inaccurate maps are being distributed to some B-52 crews, who will begin carpet bombing the NVA as they advance towards the Plain of Jars.
Tyran Drenski: I am not using a giant pottery for cover....it's like being package in your grave before you are dead.
Randall Breckenridge: Plain o clay foxholes
Colwyn O'Reilly: So how are we getting there? Are we dropping in? A little airborne action? Or do we get to walk?
Lt. Andrea Devine: The bad news is, as Breckinridge said, it is a target rich environment.
Tyran Drenski: Bus, Train, oh god...mule?
Packmule: Hey, I can't carry everyone!
Lt. Andrea Devine: We are being airlifted in via a private "Air America" flight.
Tyran Drenski: yes you can...just try
Randall Breckenridge: we jumpn or landing?
Lt. Andrea Devine: So everyone head out and grab gear. Rations and water for several days and as much ammunition as you can carry.
Dugan: grabs 'stuff' as ordered
Tyran Drenski: TONS OF SMOKE GRENADES
Lt. Andrea Devine: Parachuting. Anyone here not have their jump wings?
Withers: Uhhh????
Doofus: Jump?
Colwyn O'Reilly: we have what?
Tyran Drenski: uhhhh that is not on my charater sheet
Mini-Samson: Ummm...
Colwyn O'Reilly: oh, that's the training we were doing after last mission
Randall Breckenridge: hmmm, don recall jumping outta no plane?
Tyran Drenski: Jumping in the sack with a lovely lady...yes I am certified
Randall Breckenridge: oh, yea
Hogpile: I once fell off the back of a truck, does that count?
Dugan: can we use the slide instead?
Ranger Richard: oh if I dont have airborne do I get to opt into New Zealand for trng?
Lt. Andrea Devine: Right, I'll tell the flight crew that we need jump harnesses for 10.
Dhu (Dugan): how about teleportation?
TADM: The Star Trek Transporter is broken.
Dhu (Dugan): bummer
Colwyn O'Reilly: can I be your Tandem Buddy LT?
Lt. Andrea Devine: No.
Lt. Andrea Devine: I have my jump wings, I don't need a buddy.
Randall Breckenridge: better watch out she might be packin yer chute
Tyran Drenski: Good thing p3 isn't here the floor would we wet.
Doofus: I'm thinking of taking up where P3 left off.
Tyran Drenski: AHHH is it on me!! eww
Lt. Andrea Devine: Plane leaves in an hour people, so as soon as the briefing is over, pack up, pray, whatever you need to do.
Ranger Richard: Maybe Colwyn can fix it-give him a chance!
Colwyn O'Reilly: What exactly are we doing there?
Withers: Yes, these briefings seem to get easily sidetracked.
Tyran Drenski finds clean and dry place on the floor and prays to Rocky for a safe landing
Colwyn O'Reilly (whispers): that's because LT lets us speak
Lt. Andrea Devine: When we get there, we are going to dig in, shoot any NVA that come our way, then get out.
Ranger Richard: Yes what were we supposed to do when we get there? and most importantly what is our extraction plan?
Ranger Richard: back to getting out?
Randall Breckenridge: good question
Tyran Drenski: How are we getting out if we have to jumo in?
Lt. Andrea Devine: The extraction plan is we get picked up by "Air America" helicopters.
Dugan: resupplies (again) ... fixes the mess in his inventory sheet ... resupplies stuff ...
Colwyn O'Reilly: thank you ma'am
[w] Dugan: how many drums can I carry? I don't need the rifle clips any more
Lt. Andrea Devine: They show up once HQ is certain the NVA are not coming our way.
Ranger Richard: mmmmmmmmmm that looks like a long distance to communicate for our radios?
Randall Breckenridge: after we kill both divisions
[w] -> Dugan: Drums are 2lbs each
Randall Breckenridge: or makem run skeered
Tyran Drenski heads toward restock point... wonders how long Doofus will breathe. Check stomach for "possible" alien marks.
[w] Dugan: how heavy is the gun?
[w] -> Dugan: 10lbs
Lt. Andrea Devine: I'm really not planning on sitting there and fighting two divisions.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Mostly because I am not into suicide missions.
Ranger Richard: Best news I have heard today!
Lt. Andrea Devine: But if we bloody the noses of their scouts enough, they might back off.
Colwyn O'Reilly: so what is the plan if two divisions of NVA are coming?
Withers: In other words, the ten of us are going to pretend to be a US division?
Randall Breckenridge: tellem hands up an count off
Tyran Drenski: ma'am should i pack MY radio?
Hogpile: Hey, I can count as 100 people.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Don't bother with radios, they don't have that much range.
Tyran Drenski: Ma'am have you ever used MY radio...
Lt. Andrea Devine: Bring it if you want it Drenski, but it is a lot of extra weight.
Tyran Drenski: Packmule needs a new job....
Lt. Andrea Devine: Oh, and last question, can any of you drive a tank?
Tyran Drenski: I can Ma'am
Dugan: I can
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: See, I told you you wanted DRIVING. :)
Colwyn O'Reilly: well, if nothing else we can get the Wings games in between attacks
[w] Tyran Drenski: yea!!
Dugan: well, I could if it had wings i suppose ..
Dugan: drat
Dugan: sorry ma'am.. can't drive a tank
Tyran Drenski: That is a relief...I still can
Colwyn O'Reilly: Driving {--2 Untrained} [1d6-2 = 3]
Tyran Drenski: Driving [1d4 = 3]
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): untrained does it again!
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): 3/4 of me can I guess...
Colwyn O'Reilly: Fighting: Bayonet [1d6 = 7]
Tyran Drenski: Fighting: Combat Knife [1d6 = 2]
Dugan: driving {--2 Untrained} [1d6-2 = 9]
Randall Breckenridge: shadow puppets [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 3]
The group packs up and heads out. You all load on the airplane. It flies you into Laos. Everyone jumps out the back of the plane and manages to land in a large grassy field without incident. The same is true of the 200lbs of extra gear ejected with you in seperate chutes.
Tyran Drenski: Driving (With Alien Offspring +10) [Critical failure!] [1d4+10 = 11]
Randall Breckenridge: woot
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): LOL
TADM: Perhaps Boating would have been a better choice?
John (Randall Breckenridge): guess you only can drive flying suacers
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): 200 lbs? I have about an extra fifty.
Randall Breckenridge loads up
Ranger Richard: loads up
Dugan: locked and loaded!
Dugan: Anyone still carrying an M16?
Randall Breckenridge: Ah have an M14\
Lt. Andrea Devine: So everyone has an extra 30lbs of ammo, right?
Lt. Andrea Devine looks at map.
The first thing everyone notices is that none of the cool Jars that you saw pictures of are around. You can see them in the distance, about four miles off. You are on a ridgeline looking to the northeast.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Supposedly a firebase has been prepared for us about half a mile north of here. It will not stand out too much, mostly sandbags, trenches, and razorwire hidden in the underbrush.
Dugan: looks northeast to admire the countryside
Withers: So walk carefully?
Hogpile: I am.
Lt. Andrea Devine: This way.
Lt. Andrea Devine heads to the north.
Randall Breckenridge follows
Dugan: valk zis vay
Dugan: valks zat vay
Dugan: after ze rest
Colwyn O'Reilly follows
Dugan: nortz
Indeed, about half a mile north you find - rather shockingly - a firebase pretty much exactly as described.
Tyran Drenski walks with squad
Ranger Richard: sounds too easy so far!
Randall Breckenridge: right neighborly like
Dugan: are there friendlies in the area?
Randall Breckenridge: any signs of our allies?
Colwyn O'Reilly checks for traps
Randall Breckenridge: or fightin?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Thief Skilz [1d6 = 5]
The one difference between the Lt's explanation and reality is that an M41 Walker Bulldog Light Battle Tank is sitting where the "command" bunker would be.
Colwyn O'Reilly: huh.
GM: Notice checks.
Randall Breckenridge: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 7]
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): no really, I'm looking for traps
Dugan: Notice [1d6 = 11]
Tyran Drenski: Notice (Good) [1d8 = 11]
Colwyn O'Reilly: Notice [1d8 = 3]
TADM: Evidently the dice love Dugan.
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): not well, I might add
Colwyn O'Reilly considers taking "alertness"
Dugan: I call the driver's seat!
Dugan: oh wait! I call the gun
Ranger Richard: Notice [1d8 = 5]
Dugan: yeah ... bam! Bam! BAM!
Tyran Drenski: We are all going to die
Colwyn O'Reilly really wants to be part of the diversion now
Ranger Richard: hopefully it is our chariot!
Dugan: 'Practice' Tank Gunning [1d10 = 4]
Dugan: 'Practice' Tank Gunning [1d10 = 4]
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): 4 it is
Colwyn O'Reilly: Hiding from Dugan [1d10 = 11]
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): now I get a decent roll
Tyran Drenski: Are we "certified" jumpers now/
Sergeant Almareth: Stealth [1d12+5 = 16]
Lt. Andrea Devine: As far as I am concerned yes, as far as the US military is concerned, you might be SCUBA trained while in New Zealand...
Tyran Drenski: or parasailing
GM: There are no signs of combat, other people, or pretty much anything around here. A cool breeze blows through the tall grass. It is pretty quiet and peaceful here.
Sergeant Almareth: Ah! Bonjour!
Dugan: 'Practice' Tank Gunning [1d10 = 4]
Randall Breckenridge: hey, ITS SARGE?!?
Tyran Drenski: SERG!!!!
Sergeant Almareth: You found the tank I see...and you are mostly alive.
Dhu (Dugan): lol
Withers: Sarge!
Hogpile: Woohooo!
Tyran Drenski: How in the hell are you here?
Doofus: Umm...this guy is a Sarge? He looks like he spent a couple years in the jungle.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Sarge!
Packmule: He's not even in a US military uniform.
Colwyn O'Reilly backhands Doofus
Ranger Richard: long walk or did you have special friends fly ya?
Sergeant Almareth: Long walk.
Tyran Drenski: Shut it newbs you have NO idea
Randall Breckenridge: Not one of them funny SS ones I hope?
Ranger Richard: what is he wearing?
Sergeant Almareth: Heard the NVA were coming this way and called in a few favors.
Colwyn O'Reilly: So you'll be helping us?
Tyran Drenski: Crepes?
Tyran Drenski can't wait to ask serg if he knows anything about the light creature
Randall Breckenridge: You friends with the LT?
Sarge is wearing a green beret, tigerstripe pants, black silk shirt, and a pair of wooden sandals. A machete is slung over one shoulder and an antique looking M3 Greasegun is resting on a shoulder strap.
Sergeant Almareth: Oh, I think I'll be helping you out.
Sergeant Almareth looks at Lieutnenant.
Sergeant Almareth: Yeah, I might know her.
Dhu (Dugan): I was imagining him as commentator describing himself 3rd person
Sergeant Almareth: Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Lt. Andrea Devine: Mai oui!
Sergeant Almareth: That's my girl.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Good to see you too.
Tyran Drenski tryan traslates in his dictionary
Randall Breckenridge: O'Really, you gettin jealous yet?
[w] Tyran Drenski: what do i find that they say
Dugan: I think he said, " do you couch here a my sore?
Dugan: and she said "My owie"
TADM: For the record, Sarge's Stealth check beat everyone's notice check by at least 5.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Sarge... go stud.
[w] Tyran Drenski: found it...
Tyran Drenski: Good job serg!!!
Randall Breckenridge: Ah thought he said I got a couch in my hut...
Tyran Drenski: She bites thoughs
Sergeant Almareth grins at Drenski.
Sergeant Almareth: Anyway, so well we set up a defensive perimeter here, how about you tell me what has been going on with you guys and maybe I'll tell you about things in the land of Ho Chih Minh?
Withers: Uh, new guys - as in anyone who has not met Sarge before - this man talks, you do exactly what he says. It'll keep you alive.
Tyran Drenski: (whispers to LT) can I see if he knows anything about my creature?
Lt. Andrea Devine: (whispers) Hell, he can probably give you an encyclopedic entry on it. I was going to ask if you did not.
Tyran Drenski: And always eat the crepes they are magical
Sergeant Almareth: Marine, good to see you, looking lean and walking tall I see.
Sergeant Almareth: Richard, Drenski, O'Reilly, happy to see you made it this far.
Randall Breckenridge: thanks sarge, I'd consider leaving the Marines fer yer army
Colwyn O'Reilly: Sarge, glad to see you still kicking butt
Sergeant Almareth: Hogpile and Withers, wow, past the eighteen month mark?
Tyran Drenski: Serg, we met a thing. It is encased in light and eats brains... do you know of it?
Sergeant Almareth: Hmm....sharp claws, likes to knock heads off?
Tyran Drenski: It was the size of a polar bear and had talons
Sergeant Almareth: Ah yes...a Dien Ma Dau.
Tyran Drenski: yes the Forest Death Everywhere can you tell us about it?
Sergeant Almareth: Surprised you ran into one, they are pretty elusive.
Sergeant Almareth: Not too many around any more.
Tyran Drenski: When it "hugs" what does that mean?
Sergeant Almareth laughs.
Sergeant Almareth: It likes you.
Sergeant Almareth: Pretty much the same thing a human would mean when it hugged someone else.
Tyran Drenski: In a friend way right
Sergeant Almareth: Yeah, in a mostly friend way.
Dugan: or friendlier?
Tyran Drenski: How do we keep it being a "friend"
Dugan: maybe if you used the Lt's soap
Sergeant Almareth: First thing, don't interrupt the eating ritual. The whole stacking bodies, removing heads, eating thing. They are very protective of their food.
Tyran Drenski: I don't want to smell like a flower
Dugan: P3's big mistake
Tyran Drenski: We learn that the hard way
Ranger Richard: oops
Dugan: may he rest in pieces
Sergeant Almareth: No matter what happens, don't eat Vietnamese cooking either.
Tyran Drenski: Does it responsed to any particular language?
Tyran Drenski: Why not their cooking?
Sergeant Almareth: The fish paste stuff they put in their rice - it drives the Dian Ma Dau nuts, like sharks around blood.
Randall Breckenridge: oh my
Colwyn O'Reilly: huh. good thing we had army food that day
Sergeant Almareth: Doesn't understand languages, although the Chinese Terracotta Jade Statues can communicate with them.
Sergeant Almareth: Both the Dien Ma Dau and the Jade Statues served the Shih Dynasty in their battles against the Champa.
Tyran Drenski: Okay what does Pliko Wa Chu mean
Sergeant Almareth: Pliko Wa Chu?
Sergeant Almareth laughs.
Tyran Drenski: What?
Sergeant Almareth: In English it would translate to something like, "Fear me for I am the Alpha Male," or something like that.
Sergeant Almareth: If anyone spoke that dialect of Chinese anymore, they'd probably laugh their asses off if you said that.
Tyran Drenski: wow what about Keeba Chu
Sergeant Almareth: "Keeba Chu" is something like, "You now serve the Alpha Male."
Tyran Drenski: Neepo Wa Chu...
Tyran Drenski: Rocky thinks he is the alpha male...interesting
Tyran Drenski: let me guess I am the alpha male
Sergeant Almareth: Nah, more like, "There is a threat to my dominance as the alpha male"
Sergeant Almareth: Really, what has you asking about an eight hundred year old dead Chinese dialect?
Tyran Drenski: Rocky talks to me when he is scared he says Nik Won Ko
While the player-characters chat with Sarge, the other NPCs fortify the position and setup booby traps, explosives, and similar fun things.
Tyran Drenski pulls out rocky to say hi to serg.
Tyran Drenski: itiramam
Tyran Drenski: Say hi rocky
Sergeant Almareth: Nik Won Ko means something like, "Oh Crap, I want to hide."
Jade Golem walks over and bows to Sarge.
Sergeant Almareth: Hello.
Sergeant Almareth squats down and picks up the Jade Golem.
Tyran Drenski: That makes sense, i like to learn his language so he can warn me about things
Jade Golem points at Drenski.
Jade Golem: Ipo ni chua tak to hong sha wiko niko pa ro sootoo.
Tyran Drenski: it's okay little buddy I he is okay
Tyran Drenski: What did he just say?
Sergeant Almareth: Akto kleepit wasani?
Jade Golem moves like he has a serious belly laugh going on.
Tyran Drenski: AHHH is he making fun of me too.. not cool little guy!!
Sergeant Almareth: He said you are very destructive and it is fun to watch you blow things up.
Tyran Drenski: ohh alright
Sergeant Almareth: Anyway, let's get things dug in and set up here. There were some NVA scouts here this morning. None of them returned to report, so I am sure more are on the way.
Tyran Drenski sits and plays with Rocky...his best bud.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Excellent Sarge. It looks like most of the hard work is done
Sergeant Almareth: That's the plan.
Randall Breckenridge: well, sarge has got at least one of them divisions fer sure. Mabbee we kin handle the other
Colwyn O'Reilly: LT can probably handle the other one. we may as well have gone to NZ.
Time passes, evening comes and goes. Night settles in.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): doom.....
GM: D4 [1d4 = 1]
GM: Notice checks.
Tyran Drenski: Notice (Good) [1d6 = 8]
Randall Breckenridge: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 6]
Dugan: Notice [1d6 = 5]
Dugan and Randall are standing watch when Sarge shows up.
He sniffs at the air and then spits.
Ranger Richard: Notice [1d8 = 6]
Sergeant Almareth: You guys smell something kind of like brimstone?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Notice [1d8 = 6]
Dugan: i thought Colwyn farted
Randall and Dugan, do indeed, smell something like brimstone. They see flecks of reflective red in the moonlight.
Sergeant Almareth: Could be.
Randall Breckenridge: looky there...
Sergeant Almareth: Marine, go wake everyone up. The enemy has arrived.
Randall Breckenridge wakes up others
[w] Tyran Drenski: got an 8 do i see or hear anything?
Sergeant Almareth: And good eyes Marine.
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: Well, I rolled randomly to see who was on watch when the critters attacked, so that's why I asked everyone for a Notice check. You would have been asleep at the time.
[w] Tyran Drenski: ahhhhhh i see, sleep is good
Lt. Andrea Devine: Drenski, bloop a flare overhead and let's see what they have found in the jungle this time.
Tyran Drenski shoots a flare
The flare arcs overhead and reveals five very large green lizards with red underbellies sneaking towards the firebase.
Randall Breckenridge: Lizard tamer to the fore
Dugan: cool
Doofus: They look kinda like dinosaurs.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): I really need beast master...lollol
Colwyn O'Reilly: they're not sneaking very well
Mini-Samson: Of the meat-eating variety.
Colwyn O'Reilly: I have a bad feeling about this
Round 1
The deck has been shuffled.
Dealing cards...
Tyran Drenski
Tyran Drenski picks up rocky and gets into a prone fighting position
[w] Dugan: higher than 5
Dugan was dealt a Eight of Clubs.
Lt. Andrea Devine was dealt a Three of Spades.
Lt. Andrea Devine was dealt a Queen of Hearts.
Dugan: No fair! I called the gun!
Tyran Drenski: Shooting: M79 G. Launch (Marksman +2) [1d8+2 = 8]
Tyran Drenski: M79 G. Launch damage (Thumper God +2, Thumper God +2) [3d6+4 = 11]
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): thumper god just once...opps
[w] Dugan: 1" = ?
Drenski fires a grenade. It lands right on target, there is an explosion. The lizard appears not to have noticed.
[w] -> Dugan: 2\
Randall Breckenridge: uh oh
Tyran Drenski: i am just warming it up for you.
Tyran Drenski: dugan
Lt. Andrea Devine: Shooting {+2 Expert} [1] [1d10+2 = 10]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Shooting {+2 Expert} [2] [1d6+2 = 3]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Shooting {+2 Expert} [3] [1d10+2 = 11]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Hush Puppy damage [2d6+2 = 13]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Hush Puppy damage [2d6+2 = 8]
GM: The Lt. fires and leaves the middle one shaken.
Withers: Shooting [1d8 = 5]
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): maybe smoke for cover next round ehh....
Hogpile: Shooting [1] [1d8 = 7]
Hogpile: Shooting [2] [1d8 = 10]
Hogpile: Shooting [3] [1d8 = 15]
Withers: M16 (24/48/96) damage [2d6 = 8]
Hogpile: M60 (30/60/120) damage [2d8+1 = 5]
Hogpile: M60 (30/60/120) damage [2d8+1 = 11]
Hogpile: M60 (30/60/120) damage [2d8+1 = 11]
Hogpile: Oh you have to be kidding me!
GM: Hogpile unleashes a burst of full auto from the M60 on lizard #4 and it weathers the attack just fine.
TADM: Because he missed wounding it by "1" twice.
Randall Breckenridge: does it look like it bounces off, or goes right thru?
GM: Given that he fails to damage it by "1" it would actually look like the bullets are bouncing right off the hide.
Hogpile: Why do all my bullets say "Made in China?"
Randall Breckenridge: Ah need a suit of that hide...
Tyran Drenski: that is what my grenade say too..
Sergeant Almareth aims for the head.
Ranger Richard
Tyran Drenski: good plan dibs one of the hids
Ranger Richard: shoot at 1
Packmule: Shooting [1d8 = 13]
Ranger Richard: Shooting (Double Tap +1, Trademark Weapon +1) [1d8+2 = 15]
Packmule: M16 damage [Raise] [3d8 = 5]
Ranger Richard: M16 (Trademark) damage [2d8 = 5]
Ranger Richard: arrrr
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): good shooting
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): raise Richard
Ranger Richard: [1d6 = 2]
GM: Packmule and Richard fire impressively but fail to pierce the thick hide.
Colwyn O'Reilly
Doofus: Shooting [1d8 = 23]
[w] Tyran Drenski: can i shot the tank gun since i am in it??
Doofus: M16 damage [Raise] [3d8 = 10]
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: Next round yes.
Doofus: I hit one!
GM: For no damage.
[w] Tyran Drenski: awesome I will need help on dice then
Colwyn O'Reilly: Shooting: M1 Carbine (Medium Range -2, Encumbrance -1, 3 Round Burst +2) [1d8-1 = 6]
[w] Dugan: if I shoot then move, is there a multi action penalty?
[w] -> Dugan: Yes.
Colwyn O'Reilly: M1 Carbine damage -1 (3 Round Burst +2) [Raise] [3d6+1 = 10]
GM: Ka-Ping!
Withers: Okay, these things are a bit unnatural in my book.
Dugan
Dugan: Shooting (Medium Range -2, 3 Round Burst +2, Trademark Weapon +1, Huge Target +3) [1d10+4 = 11]
Dugan: Drum Fed Assault Rifle (Trade) damage (3 Rd Burst - Damage +2) [Raise] [3d8+2 = 20]
Dhu (Dugan): :)
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): humm smell like brimstone and are red...going to say fire dragons or lizards
[w] Dugan: did my gun jam?
Randall Breckenridge: go dhu!
GM: That reduces the Lizard to a juicy pulp.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): dugan is a killer tonight
[w] -> Dugan: Only when you roll a "1" on the Shooting die.
Randall Breckenridge
[w] Dugan: excellent
Randall Breckenridge: Shooting (Medium Range -2, Flechette CAS +2, Lizard +3) [1d6+3 = 20]
Tyran Drenski: I want what he ate for dinner...but it was crepes
Randall Breckenridge: Flechette CAS damage [Raise] [4d6 = 17]
GM: Randall blows that one up.
Mini-Samson: Shooting [1d8 = 12]
Mini-Samson: M16 damage [Raise] [3d8 = 20]
Mini-Samson: BHWAWAHAHAHA!
GM: Clearly he is living up to his namesake...
Colwyn O'Reilly: Wow. My gun feels inadequate
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): i knew he was the mini me for samson...
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): I no longer am high killer
Fire Lizard: Spirit [1d6 = 9]
Randall Breckenridge: one platoon o' lizards bout down, only a few more battalions
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): hogpile and dugan again....
Colwyn O'Reilly: DUGAN!!!! I always knew he was flaming.
Dugan: wow .. their breath stinks
Randall Breckenridge: MEDIC - get ready
Huge gouts of steaming acid spew out of the Lizard's mouths and spray over the area.
Fire Lizard: Fire Breath damage [2d10-4 Cover = 8]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Agility [1d6+2 = 13]
Lt. Andrea Devine: I'm too sexy for your breath weapon...too sexy for your breath weapon.
Fire Lizard: Fire Breath damage [2d10-4 Cover = 5]
Tyran Drenski lifts an eyebrow
Colwyn O'Reilly: I hope their covers works
GM: Okay...well, there is a dribble of slobber that hits Hogpile and Dugan. It is not even strong enough to melt sandbags, marshmallows, or other miscellaneous items.
Dugan: you're a marvel.. we know what you mean.. when you do that little turn in the foxhole... in the foxhole yeah...
TADM: Good thing I rolled those in that order.
Round 2
Dealing cards...
Dugan was dealt a King of Diamonds.
Dhu (Dugan): doh!
Randall Breckenridge: oh my
Fire Lizard: Fire Breath damage [2d10 = 21]
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): Cheating Lizards
Sergeant Almareth: Agility [1d12+2 = 13]
Packmule: Agility [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d8 = 1]
GM: Sarge dives behind cover and is shaken.
GM: Packmule replicates the Wicked Witch of the East after being struck by water. It is not a pretty sight.
[w] Dugan -> Tyran Drenski: was he holding your radio?
Fire Lizard: Fire Breath damage [2d10 = 11]
GM: Agility checks from Colwyn and Randall.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Who's going to carry my stuff?
Withers: Almareth's Squad: Agility [1d6 = 2]
Randall Breckenridge: Agility [1d6 = 5]
Colwyn O'Reilly: Agility [1d6 = 5]
[w] Tyran Drenski -> Dugan: lucky i never gave it to him...but i can fix it!!
Mini-Samson: Agility [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d8 = 1]
Withers: Agility [1d8 = 3]
[w] Tyran Drenski -> Dugan: i think i didn't i will go reach that...
GM: Withers manages to dodge, but is Shaken.
GM: Colwyn and Randall dive out of the way and take no damage.
Colwyn O'Reilly: whew
GM: Mini-Samson joins Packmule in exploring new careers as a pile of goo.
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): poor reshirts
Randall Breckenridge: right dangerous spitters - worsen a blind man at a chewin contest
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): redshirts
Lt. Andrea Devine: Shooting {+2 Expert} +2 (Called Shot (Head) -4, Marksman +2) [1] [1d10 = 8]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Shooting {+2 Expert} +2 (Called Shot (Head) -4, Marksman +2) [2] [1d6 = 1]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Shooting {+2 Expert} +2 (Called Shot (Head) -4, Marksman +2) [3] [1d10 = 6]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Hush Puppy damage +2 [2d6+7 = 14]
Lt. Andrea Devine: Hush Puppy damage +2 [2d6+9 = 15]
GM: The Lt. shoots both of the Lizards and leaves them stunned.
[w] Tyran Drenski: i am looking at giant killer would this apply to these lizards if i had it?
Hogpile: Shooting [1] [1d8 = 2]
Hogpile: Shooting [2] [1d8 = 3]
Hogpile: Shooting [3] [1d8 = 2]
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: Yes.
Withers: Shooting [1d8 = 2]
Dugan
[w] Tyran Drenski: and gookzillas?
GM: Withers and Hogpile shoot a lot, to no effect.
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: Drenski Maybe.
Dugan: Shooting (3 Round Burst +2, M1 Carbine(Trade) +1, Huge Target +3, Called Shot (Head) -4) [1d10+2 = 10]
GM: That hits, with a raise, to the head.
Dugan: Drum Fed Assault Rifle (Trade) damage (3 Rd Burst - Damage +2) [Raise] [3d8+2 = 13]
GM: The Lizard drops to the ground and stops moving in front of Dugan.
Tyran Drenski
[w] Tyran Drenski: okay how is this done?
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: Roll shooting (and add Marksman)
Tyran Drenski: Shooting (Marksman +2) [1d6+2 = 10]
Tyran Drenski: fire the tank
GM: Drenski fires the main gun on the M41 Walker Bulldog and hits with a raise.
[w] Tyran Drenski: okay how much damage does the tank do?
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: 3d10 normally, +1d6 for the raise.
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: I reserve the right to laugh if you don't kill it.
Tyran Drenski: tank damage [3d10+1d6 = 29]
Tyran Drenski: okay take 29 damage!!!
The thank shell passes through the giant lizard like a bullet passing through a kleenex. The shell does not even explode when it hits, it just passes right through, goes about another five hundred yards, then thuds into the ground.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): thank shell huh
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: If it mattered, it takes 2 actions to reload the gun.
Colwyn O'Reilly: now we can use it for shelter if it's cold tonight
[w] Tyran Drenski: got
Hogpile: Well, I'm pretty "thankful" for the shell.
Tyran Drenski: Hogpile LIVES!!
Ranger Richard: im thankful it did not blow up close to us:)
Mini-Samson is using a benny
Mini-Samson: Agility [1d8 = 6]
Randall Breckenridge: now, theres a foot and a few locks of hair left...
Dugan: reloads his gun and clears the jam to his gun
Randall Breckenridge: yay
Mini-Samson: I lived!
Packmule is using a benny
Packmule: Agility [1d8 = 3]
Randall Breckenridge: no, he was rude
Packmule: :(
Dhu (Dugan): is this thing on?
Ranger Richard: another level yeah!
Dhu (Dugan): I give him one
Packmule is using a benny
Packmule: Agility [1d8 = 5]
Dugan: Agility {+2 Acrobat} [1d6+2 = 6]
[w] Tyran Drenski: upped my vigor yeah up to 7!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dugan: Agility {+2 Acrobat} [1d8+2 = 9]
Dugan: Spirit: Shaken {+2 Combat Reflexes} [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6+2 = 16]
Dugan: gives 1 clip ... bright red bullets - special provided by Christy, use when ordered. to Ranger Richard
[w] Dugan -> Ranger Richard: I pass this along to you. Never got around to using it... its for an M16.
[w] Dugan -> Ranger Richard: don't know what it does
Ranger Richard: Thanks Dugan
Ranger Richard: good night all
Ranger Richard: see ya next week!
Ranger Richard: ok
Ranger Richard: i raised my shooting skill
Colwyn O'Reilly: Driving {--2 Untrained} [1d6-2 = 2]
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