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Savage Worlds Ruleset for Fantasy Grounds II
(c) 2009 Pinnacle Entertainment Group.
Ranger Richard: Throwing: M26 Grenade [1d6 = 11]
Colwyn O'Reilly: [20d20 = 197]
Tyran Drenski: Tank Gun [3d10 = 16]
Tyran Drenski: Tank Gun [3d10 = 9]
Ranger Richard: [8d20 = 69]
Randall Breckenridge: Swimming [1d6 = 4]
Randall Breckenridge: Driving [1d6 = 21]
After what seems like an eternity, you arrive back at Dak-To. Of course, everyone except for Hogpile and Dugan are wearing makeshift hula-skirt style clothes, so you attract a few stares and looks of "WTF?" as you get off the chopper.
Colwyn O'Reilly sings "in the navy"
Randall Breckenridge: [1d10 = 7]
Randall Breckenridge: Swimming [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 7]
Randall Breckenridge: yee haw!
Hogpile: I'm thinking I need to not reenlist when the option arises in two weeks.
Tyran Drenski: vacation was nice!
Colwyn O'Reilly: I agree Hog
A pair of MPs show up and ask you to follow them to the COs office.
GM: (Assuming everyone does as told...)
Tyran Drenski still in tears over Rocky
Colwyn O'Reilly hauls Dugan along
Randall Breckenridge follows in slight daze
The squad arrives in Lt. Colonel Williamson's office. He looks at you all curiously for a minute, gestures for you to sit.
Tyran Drenski follows sniffling
Lt. Col Williamson offers everyone a fine Cuban cigar.
Lt. Col Williamson: So the six of you made it back?
Tyran Drenski sits
Ranger Richard: cpl klinger reporting as ordered!
Colwyn O'Reilly: it appears so, sir
Ranger Richard: ah thank you
Tyran Drenski: Hooah, Sir
Lt. Col Williamson: Losing Lt. Devine is...unfortunate, but I assume since you made it back the mission was successful.
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): PFC Partz reporting
Randall Breckenridge: six? uhhh... I think... ?
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): us four, Dugan and Hogpile
Randall Breckenridge: Yes sir, the mission was a success, despite our losses.
Hogpile: Yeah, I'd have been all in favor of having the Lt. show up in her birthday suit like everyone else did.
Lt. Col Williamson frowns at Hogpile.
Tyran Drenski start tearing up at losses
Hogpile: Sir!
Lt. Col Williamson: Well, it looks like you have been through Hell. So give me the short version while I order up some decent chow for you.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Yes sir, Devine was killed in the explosion that wiped out the temple...
Tyran Drenski: How far back do you need?
Lt. Col Williamson: I see. So you all survived a nuclear blast....interesting.
Colwyn O'Reilly: We assaulted the temple, took out the VC commanders and blew the nasty thing up with a nuke.
Colwyn O'Reilly: sir
Lt. Col Williamson
Randall Breckenridge: thank you sir.
Tyran Drenski tearing sniffling
Randall Breckenridge: but we must have had enough time to escape the clast radius. and the shock made us all forget how we got to the pickup zone. yeah...
Colwyn O'Reilly: Did... ah... anyone recover mini-Samson?
Lt. Col Williamson: Yes, he and Packmule arrived a while ago.
Hogpile: Good to hear, sir.
Tyran Drenski: the people we lost just dissapeared in the blast has anyone found thier bodies...poor rocky and hunter
Lt. Col Williamson: I doubt anyone will find their bodies, it was a nuclear explosion. Which reminds me, we'll need to have you checked out by the medics and make sure you aren't all leaking radiation all over.
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): so it shouldn't glow when I pee?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Yessir
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): yes!
Hogpile: Yeah, Drenski's already pregnant with a monster baby, don't want Godzilla popping out also.
Tyran Drenski: Hooah, Sir
Colwyn O'Reilly: Ho Chi Minh was not present at the temple, sir, but Vu Linh Pham was killed in the blast.
Tyran Drenski: Hey!!! I doubt that would happen I was holding the bomb!
Lt. Col Williamson: Well, good thing for small miracles, that will be a blessing in the coming war.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Does Drenski get welfare because the baby's daddy was killed?
Tyran Drenski: REALLY I just lost my buddy Rocky! I am not nor have I ever been involved with the human eater....
Colwyn O'Reilly pats Drenski on the shoulder
Tyran Drenski turns bright red
The squad shares their experiences of the last mission with Lt. Col. Williamson, who nods a lot and says very little.
Colwyn O'Reilly: we told him what happened, and he recommended we get checked out for radiation sickness
Food is brought in, the delicious non-Army food kind.
Colwyn O'Reilly: crepes?
GM: Anything specific you want to mention to him?
Ranger Richard: Has he heard from LT?
Randall Breckenridge: alrighty! almost like bein back in the marines!
Actually...yes, very familiar smelling crepes as a matter of fact.
Colwyn O'Reilly smiles
GM: He has not heard from the Lt. She is officially being listed as KIA.
Randall Breckenridge: hmmm, not MIA?
Colwyn O'Reilly (whispers): her and Almareth are off making psycho ninja babies
Lt. Col Williamson: No, KIA is the official record.
Colwyn O'Reilly: but you have no body
Randall Breckenridge: alrighty then. y'all got any hot sauce to go with these crepes?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Sir, if at any point any patrols sent to that area find a jade warrior statue, it's rather important to Drenski. He would like it back
Colwyn O'Reilly: And I'd like to recommend Dugan be released from duty due to injuries. Preferably with a nice pension.
Randall Breckenridge: yeh can consider him a pedophiliac, so to speak. Hee hwaw!!
Colwyn O'Reilly: but the stature was older than him?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Anyway sir, that's about it. If anyone finds our gear, that would be nice as well. This uniform of Dugan's doesn't fit me well.
Tyran Drenski: Hey I better the Crepes saved us!
Lt. Col Williamson orders some hot sauce for Randall.
Randall Breckenridge: sir, much obliged!
Ranger Richard: that new tigerstripe stuff would be cool
Lt. Col Williamson: I will see what I can do.
Tyran Drenski: Yes that Jade statue has been my....good luck charm
Tyran Drenski: Thanks sir!!!
Lt. Col Williamson: Okay, I will make a note about the Jade Statue as well.
Lt. Col Williamson: Anything else? Otherwise you are dismissed, the MPs will take you over to the Hospital for checkups. I am sure they will want to observe you overnight.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Sir... where are we going to go now that Lt. Devine is missing?
Tyran Drenski: Yea, were do we go from here?
Randall Breckenridge: KIA
Randall Breckenridge whispers "not that I believe it..."
Lt. Col Williamson: I do not think that has been decided yet, so until further notice I will be handing out your orders.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Yes sir.
Tyran Drenski: How about a vacation in the states, well after we are cleared of course...
Ranger Richard: how about a quick detour in Australia?
Tyran Drenski: That could be nice!
Randall Breckenridge: Ah sir, you might want to get Dugan checked out, he did get hit pretty hard in the head last mission, And the one afore, and, come to think of it, the one afore that too...
Lt. Col Williamson: Yes, the surgeons will take a look at Private Dugan also.
Tyran Drenski: Did we gain anything from that mission?
John (Randall Breckenridge): "+2 to glowing in dark", nightmares of Ancient Ones...
Lt. Col Williamson: You stopped the NVA from bringing Hell on Earth. Quite the accomplishment.
Lt. Col Williamson: If you are asking me if you, Private Tyran Drenski, gained anything from that mission, well, that remains to be seen.
Tyran Drenski: That is good! I ment as a whole.
Tyran Drenski: I have no further questions
Hogpile: Dugan has a new hole in his head?
Tyran Drenski: Poor dugan...
Tyran Drenski: Poor Rocky...
Ranger Richard: Poor Lt
Ranger Richard: what a waste
Colwyn O'Reilly: Is there a particular reason we need an MP escort, sir? I think we can find the hospital on our own.
Hogpile: Waist?
Lt. Col Williamson: Because I said so, Sgt O'Reilly.
Randall Breckenridge: we all got a nice chopper ride with Dugan as pilot. and actually didnt get hurt from it...
Colwyn O'Reilly: That too hogpile.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): so were are being forced into the shower room aye..
Ranger Richard: well heck were already naked
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): I was thinking more like the jews were...we have an armed escort and we know too much...
Ranger Richard: i know
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): maybe probing for my alien babay...
Colwyn O'Reilly: just don't drop the soap Drenski
The group leaves Lt. Col. Williamson's office and is taken over to the Hospital. You are poked, prodded, examined, checked for radiation, and numerous other things that convince you something a bit...odd...is going on.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Why are they issuing Drenski a pregnancy tesT?
Ranger Richard: any lobotamy probes on the table?
Tyran Drenski: Well I feel violated....
Randall Breckenridge: why do they want to know if I believe in aliens?
Ranger Richard: must be the radiation, Drenski something your not telling us since the blast?
Tyran Drenski: NO....
No word on the Pregnancy test for Drenski, and it looks like there might be lobotomy tools on the table.
Then you are escorted to a room in the back of the hospital. There are no windows, and the door is quite securely locked from the outside after the four of you enter.
Tyran Drenski: Anyone else feel like they might chop us you and stdy us?
Colwyn O'Reilly: any one else get that "pre-rape" feeling?
GM: Hogpile and Dugan are taken to a different room.
Ranger Richard: great end for war heroes
Randall Breckenridge: alrighty then, im takin a nap.
Randall Breckenridge: no VC here anyways...
Tyran Drenski: So because we lived we get the scarey treatment..
Ranger Richard: just what is a pre-rape feeling Colwyn? hmmm?
That night...you all have the same dream.
Tyran Drenski: THis
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): creepy...they are in my head!!!!!
Colwyn O'Reilly: Is it about the LT in a bikini?
Tyran Drenski: no PTSD from seeing each other naked...
It starts out where you are standing on the Plain of Jars. There is a low white fog everywhere that is cold to the touch.
Then you hear a sinister laugh....
Ancient One: I told you all we were not done yet.
Round 1
The deck has been shuffled.
Dealing cards...
Randall Breckenridge
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): Que bad guy laugh....
Colwyn O'Reilly: but we
Colwyn O'Reilly: have no weapons
Colwyn O'Reilly: hmmmm...
Randall Breckenridge: hey now, i'm challengin him to a fiddle duel!
Ranger Richard: and we are locked in room?
Colwyn O'Reilly whips out his magaga and attacks!
Colwyn O'Reilly yells "for pony!" and attacks
Colwyn thinks about not having any weapons...and his pistol appears in his hand.
Tyran Drenski yells "gogo gadget arms"
Ranger Richard: think about m16
Ranger Richard: and nice armor
Randall Breckenridge: fiddle away!
GM: Randall summons a fiddle.
Randall Breckenridge: play some suare dancin music!
Tyran Drenski: Thinking hard about my grenade launcher and LOTS of genades...
GM: I guess that would be the "Perform" skill....so D4-2.
Colwyn O'Reilly thinks about beer
Ranger Richard: thinking about anbother b26
Ranger Richard: b54 or big bomg
GM: Colwyn has a beer in one hand and a pistol in the other.
Tyran Drenski Thinks about the demon dead
Colwyn O'Reilly thinks about a bigger fish falling out of the sky and landing on the scary thing
Ranger Richard: bomb
GM: Richard ends up with an M16 and a bumper sticker for Hiroshima.
Randall Breckenridge: [1d4 = 2]
GM: Tyran finds himself waist deep in grenades.
Ranger Richard: pictures teh lt sarge, killer ape and his whol;e family and family of jade golems on top of ancient one whoppin up on him!
Tyran Drenski thinks hard about Rocky and hunter!
Randall Breckenridge: does that bad screechin make him cringe?>!
Ancient One recoils in pain from Randall's hideous fiddle playing.
Tyran Drenski
Ranger Richard: pictures Godzilla coming to our rescue to throw ancient one into abyss
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): did I get rocky??
Randall Breckenridge: ah tihnk of the LT and Sarge comin to our rescue...
Tyran Drenski: Shooting: M79 G. Launch [1d6 = 4]
Tyran Drenski: plus 2 for markman
GM: The grenade hits the Ancient One in the head.
Tyran Drenski: M79 G. Launch damage (Thumper God +2, HUGE Target +4) [3d6+6 = 18]
GM: Rocky, the Lt., Sarge, and multiple other people are not appearing at this time.
Colwyn O'Reilly: sad day
Tyran Drenski cries...no Rocky
Ranger Richard
[w] Colwyn O'Reilly -> Tyran Drenski: enact revenge!
Ancient One howls in rage as viscous black fluid comes from his head.
Randall Breckenridge you ready you S O B, cuz im the worst thats ever been!
Ranger Richard: Shooting: M16 (Trademark) (Called Shot (Head) -4, Double Tap +1, Huge Target +4, Trademark Weapon +2) [1d10+3 = 9]
Colwyn O'Reilly: quick, get a barrel, we can sell that!
Ranger Richard: M16 (Trademark) damage [2d8 = 15]
Tyran Drenski remembers that this evil %$^& killed Rocky....he will die for that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ancient One is using a benny
Ancient One: Vigor [1d10 = 7]
Ancient One: You pesky mortals...
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): is the map missing richard?
Ranger Richard: um my character fell oiff screen?
Ranger Richard: oops
John (Randall Breckenridge): stealthy!!
Colwyn O'Reilly
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): that demon has a *HUGE* nipples.
Ranger Richard: guess i escaped
Colwyn O'Reilly: Shooting: Hush Puppy (Size +4, Called Shot (Head) -4, Double Tap +1) [1d8+1 = 5]
Colwyn O'Reilly: Hush Puppy damage +2 (Double Tap +1) [2d6+3 = 10]
Ancient One: Spirit {+2 Undead} [1d6+2 = 9]
Ancient One: Throwing [1d6 = 5]
GM: He lashes out with a large flaming whip. Evidently Richard is stealthy, because he manages to dodge.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): I have improved dodge...
GM: And so does Drenski
Colwyn O'Reilly is unimpressed by his lack of damage to the beastie
Asher (Colwyn O'Reilly): and a plus one toughness!
Ancient One: Claws damage [1d12+2 = 5]
Tyran Drenski: AAHHHH!!!!! All I can see is monster loin cloth...ewwww
Ancient One: Bah
GM: The Ancient One whips at the group and pretty much does nothing...
Round 2
Dealing cards...
Tyran Drenski was dealt the Black Joker! Go whenever you want this round. You also get: Joker Trait/Damage Bonus [2]
The deck has been shuffled.
Tyran Drenski
Colwyn O'Reilly: he's tall enough, you can probably see up the loincloth...
Tyran Drenski: Shooting: M79 G. Launch (Marksman +2, HUGE Target +4, YOU HIT ROCKY +4, Joker +2) [1d8+12 = 22]
GM: That definitely hits
Randall Breckenridge: right up the lioncloth!
Tyran Drenski: M79 G. Launch damage (Joker +2, Thumper God +2, HUGE Target +4) [3d6+8 = 20]
Ancient One is using a benny
Ancient One: Vigor [1d6 = 23]
Randall Breckenridge
Randall Breckenridge: alrighty, I guess its time fer my trusty CAS afore drenski gets all the fun
GM: Randall's fiddle is replaced with his CAS.
Randall Breckenridge: Shooting: Flechette CAS (3 Round Burst +2, Size +4, Flechette CAS +2) [1d6+8 = 25]
Randall Breckenridge: Flechette CAS damage [Raise] [4d6 = 10]
GM: That hits with a raise...
Tyran Drenski: GOOD Shooing!
Ancient One: Spirit {+2 Undead} [1d6+2 = 19]
Tyran Drenski: Two bennies down I think Randall may have cleaned him out
Randall Breckenridge: better'n my fiddlin, anyhows
Ancient One: The Fires of Hell take you ALL!
Ancient One erupts into flames.
Tyran Drenski: that does not sound...well positive
Colwyn O'Reilly: disbelieve +8 (Double Tap +1, Huge Target +4) [1d20+13 = 25]
Tyran Drenski: For ROCKY!!! [3d20 = 52]
The cold white fog ignites, turning the entire battlefield into a large inferno.
Colwyn O'Reilly: That's unfortunate
Tyran Drenski: the bad guy is reading to us
Ancient One: Fire damage [1d12+2 = 13]
Tyran Drenski thinks cool and wet thought to put out the fire...this is my dream!!!
GM: Shaken and 1 wound for Randall, Shaken and two wounds for everyone else.
GM: Soak Rolls from Bennies = Good idea.
Colwyn O'Reilly is using a benny
Colwyn O'Reilly: Vigor [1d6 = 8]
Ranger Richard is using a benny
Ranger Richard: Vigor (Trademark Weapon +2, Huge Target +4, Double Tap +1, Called Shot (Head) -4) [1d8+3 = 12]
Tyran Drenski is using a benny
Tyran Drenski: Vigor [1d8 = 2]
Ranger Richard: oops just 9
Randall Breckenridge: Vigor [1d8 = 15]
Tyran Drenski is using a benny
Ranger Richard: had weapon modifiers ready
Tyran Drenski: Vigor [1d8 = 6]
Randall Breckenridge: its really a dry heat!
GM: Drenski takes 1 wound, everyone else agrees with Randall.
Tyran Drenski: For ROCKY!!! (Combat Reflexes +3, Combat Reflexes +3) [3d20+6 = 33]
Tyran Drenski: For ROCKY!!! [3d20 = 39]
Randall Breckenridge: ah kin leand a benny ifn need be
Ranger Richard
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): ooopppsss
Ranger Richard: Shooting: M16 (Trademark) (Trademark Weapon +2, Double Tap +1, Called Shot (Head) -4, Huge Target +4) [1d10+3 = 10]
Ranger Richard: M16 (Trademark) damage +4 Headshot [2d8+4 = 30]
Ranger Richard: yay
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): Richard you kill the GM!
Ancient One is using a benny
Ancient One: Vigor [1d10 = 9]
John (Randall Breckenridge): no bennies for you Nessie!
Ancient One focuses all rage on Richard next round.
Tyran Drenski: COOL!
GM: Providing there is a next round...
Colwyn O'Reilly
Colwyn O'Reilly: Healing (Medic) {--2 Medic} (Multi-Action Penalty -2) [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6-2 = 2]
GM: It's time for the ULTIMATE KILL STEAL!
Randall Breckenridge: go pistolero medico!
Randall Breckenridge: healing?!
Colwyn O'Reilly: Shooting: Hush Puppy (Multi-Action Penalty -2, Huge Target +4, Double Tap +1) [1d6+3 = 8]
GM: That hits
Colwyn O'Reilly: Hush Puppy damage +2 (Double Tap +1) [2d6+3 = 21]
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): WOOT!
Ranger Richard: Nice!
GM: ULTIMATE KILL STEAL!
Colwyn O'Reilly yells "for pony!" and attacks
Tyran Drenski: You pissed the medic off!
Ranger Richard: Showoff!
Randall Breckenridge: my HERO!
Ancient One is evidently scared of ponies and falls backwards into the burning battlefield.
Tyran Drenski: I still have a wound but am happy...
Colwyn O'Reilly: I took a cue from Dugan and aimed for the nuts
With a roll of thunder, the Ancient One vanishes and the fog stops burning.
Tyran Drenski wish rocky was here
The world goes quiet.
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): spooky....
There is the blaring of an Alarm.
Tyran Drenski: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Randall Breckenridge: kin ah git some rest now? the nerve o some critters!
Tyran Drenski jumps up to kill the alarm
Randall Breckenridge: LORDY! The VC were less hassle teh this!
Tyran Drenski: Hey guys I helpped kill that monster in my dream...
Tyran Drenski looks for that wound
Colwyn O'Reilly: at least you didn't lick it
Tyran Drenski: Notice [1d8 = 9]
Tyran Drenski looks for Rocky
Tyran Drenski: Notice [Critical failure!] [1d8 = 1]
Ranger Richard: Are we still in grass skirts?
Tyran Drenski: For ROCKY!!! [3d20 = 34]
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): the GM is stumped!
Nessie (Tyran Drenski): or.....preoccupied maybe hunter has visited the GM
The four of you wake up...you are in a normal looking tent. The Alarm you heard was Revelry.
Randall Breckenridge: PARTY TIME!?
Tyran Drenski: Where are we? Did you all have a killing dream?
Tyran Drenski keeps looking for wounds and Rocky
Randall Breckenridge: Whoo wee. No mor hot sauce an crepes!
2nd Lt. Harbin: Rise and shine folks.
Tyran Drenski: Harbin?
Tyran Drenski: Sir
Tyran Drenski: Where are we?
Colwyn O'Reilly: aren't you dead?
You all have normal uniforms on. In fact, life seems pretty normal, it looks like you are at the Dak-To Firebase.
Tyran Drenski: I thought he was....
2nd Lt. Harbin: And Sergeant Drenski, pick up your damn toys.
2nd Lt. Harbin throws Rocky at Drenski.
Tyran Drenski screams and jumps around!!!!!
Colwyn O'Reilly: what the ....?
2nd Lt. Harbin sighs and walks out of the tent.
Randall Breckenridge: Is Dugan here?
GM: There is no sign of Dugan.
Tyran Drenski: Lt? Serg?
GM: Or the Lt. Or Sarge.
Tyran Drenski walks out of the tent
Tyran Drenski hugging rocky
Hogpile: Drenski, wow did I just have the strangest dream...I was telling Bookworm all about it.
Tyran Drenski: Bookworm???
Tyran Drenski: Colwyn bookworm is well alive...
Colwyn O'Reilly touches Lt Harbin
Tyran Drenski: Big monster people naked?
Colwyn O'Reilly pokes him actually
Hogpile: Yeah, it was totally tripped out, must have been something we ate at the Vietnamese bar after you bought that little Jade thing.
Colwyn O'Reilly looks at the rank on his Uniform
2nd Lt. Harbin looks at Colwyn.
Tyran Drenski looks at the camp
2nd Lt. Harbin: What are you doing Staff Sergeant?
Tyran Drenski: Notice [1d8 = 6]
Randall Breckenridge: LT, I kinda lost track of the days here in the jungle. What the date today?
Tyran Drenski: Umm Sir, umm where are we?
Colwyn O'Reilly: uh... making sure you are wearing your flak vest sir. you really should.
Tyran Drenski runs back to the tent...
Tyran Drenski: Itiraman
Tyran Drenski: please wake up....
2nd Lt. Harbin: Well, it is October 7, 1965. Are you drunk O'Reilly?
GM: Rocky does not respond to Drenski's command. Although Drenski SWEARS the little guy started smiling at him.
Tyran Drenski tears...
Tyran Drenski: Wow, so were are 3 months in the past....super?
Tyran Drenski: Colwyn you had that dream too right?
Colwyn O'Reilly: this is right after we found... erm... didn't find Nguyen on the trail
Tyran Drenski: Randall and richard you too right?
Randall Breckenridge: um
2nd Lt. Harbin: You all better just take the morning off...I'd swear you are drunk and we have a whole group of FNGs coming in this afternoon. The Sergeants in this company need to at least be god-damn presentable.
2nd Lt. Harbin walks off in disgust.
Randall Breckenridge: um
Colwyn O'Reilly: wait... there's a listening post about to be attacked...
Tyran Drenski: Dugan was not here yet...
Ranger Richard: wanna compare notes on the dream last night?
Colwyn O'Reilly: wait... i mean it just was attacked
Tyran Drenski: yeah so big bad guy, dugan's nuts shot, everyone was dead, we survive a nuke...
Colwyn O'Reilly: that sounds about right
Tyran Drenski: Rocky won't wake up...
Hogpile: Hey uh...guys..I gots a strange question for you....anyone want to go see if they can find an AP Reporter named Christy Thompson?
Withers: Morning Sergeants.
Tyran Drenski: That is right lt is is the report...
Withers is a Corporal.
Tyran Drenski: Withers?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Morning... Corporal.
Tyran Drenski: Corporal....
Hogpile: Dude...I am getting some weird deja-vu here. I'm going back to bed.
Hogpile walks off.
Tyran Drenski: so why did we advance and they didn't
Colwyn O'Reilly: Uh... I need to... do some Sargeant stuff... with Breck, Drenski and Richard. Over there somewhere...
[w] Randall Breckenridge: GM does Hogpile have any of the assorted scars he picked up from his near death experieicens?
Tyran Drenski: Is this back with the Major Blank....
[w] -> Randall Breckenridge: Yes, they are all there.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Blankname...yeah
Tyran Drenski: Yeah.....over there...
Withers: Yes Sarge.
Withers walks off.
Randall Breckenridge: Well, now, thats a mighty fine trick. Hope someone kin teach me next time i need some R&R.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Hogpile, you too
Tyran Drenski: Dugan has not enlisted here yet and I but he is super confused....
Colwyn O'Reilly: I would imagine. What just happened?
Tyran Drenski: We were sent back into time or the government is f%^$ing with our brains...
Randall Breckenridge: The only thing im none too happy about is all the time I spent gittin shot at, I gotta go thru that again. Or maybe we will be se-lected to guard a training facility in Austrialia
Tyran Drenski: Maybe we should find the reporter and see what she knows...
GM: Well...that's kind of ironic Randall...
Randall Breckenridge: nothin last time, think shes any brighter thissin time aroun?
Colwyn O'Reilly: or something... at least we're all promoted so we get paid more for it
Randall Breckenridge: well, i'm still a lance corporal, which is alright by me.
Tyran Drenski: If I have to start these months over and over again...this is not a get life...
Tyran Drenski: I am a sergent..
Colwyn O'Reilly: we just lost six months... or gained them, or something.
Randall Breckenridge: at least we lerned a lot o stuff...
Captain Tomkins walks up to the group.
Captain Tomkins: There's the group of you....
Tyran Drenski: Well we will have ALL the intell..
Randall Breckenridge: mabbee this time the hoochie mamas wont try to roll ya?
Tyran Drenski: hooah sir..
Colwyn O'Reilly: wait... Bookworm was killed defending that outpost
Captain Tomkins hands each of you a packet.
Tyran Drenski: no more vamps and jail time..
Captain Tomkins looks skeptically at your conversation.
Colwyn O'Reilly: huh... thank you captain.
Colwyn O'Reilly opens his packet
Tyran Drenski really does not want to look in it...
Colwyn O'Reilly: didn't see you there
Colwyn O'Reilly: sir
Randall Breckenridge: Thank you sir
Captain Tomkins: Not sure what happened, but these came in for you all last night. Evidently the four of you and Hogpile have all been transferred stateside.
Tyran Drenski opens it..
Randall Breckenridge: huh?
Colwyn O'Reilly: huh?
Tyran Drenski: huh?
Tyran Drenski: Well this day can get a little less weird...tell Bookworm to wear a ton of bullet proof vest the future is not bright...
Captain Tomkins: Yeah, I guess they need some trainers with your combat experience. I assumed you knew about it and that explained your all night drinking binge down at Duke's Saloon.
Captain Tomkins: Carry on all.
Captain Tomkins walks off.
Colwyn O'Reilly: what's the unit going do without me? everyone will die!
Colwyn O'Reilly: although, Hogpile is going with us, and he seemed to be somewhat magnetic to VC bullets
Randall Breckenridge: Drenski, I doubt he will git in as much trouble without us aroun...
Tyran Drenski: He died on Oct around the 6th....
Tyran Drenski: I hope so....
Colwyn O'Reilly: uh... today was the day that we extricated from that outpost. we were fighting last night... or at least that's what used to have happened.
Tyran Drenski: Rocky...
Tyran Drenski: Neepo Wa Chu?
Tyran Drenski looks hopeful...
Randall Breckenridge: im thinkin it happened the first time aroun, or the other time aroun, or somethin like that
GM: Rocky does nothing...well...Drenski thinks Rocky winked at him...but no one else saw anything.
Tyran Drenski looks kinda happy..
Colwyn O'Reilly: well. shit. I guess we're going back to the world.
Randall Breckenridge: cuz I knows im tougher from all that fightin, so it did happen.
Colwyn O'Reilly: something happened.
Tyran Drenski: I feel like we are abandoning our team...nice to see them alive...Hey were is Serg he was here wither is a corp..
Colwyn O'Reilly: I suppose we had better get packed up...
Colwyn O'Reilly: no, sarge had already left.
Tyran Drenski: that is right...
Tyran Drenski walks to the tent to pack up.
Randall Breckenridge: dang I wish I had read me a psorts page a while ago. Anyone remember who won the World Series?
[w] Tyran Drenski: Hey did I make my awesome radio yet?
Ranger Richard: do is still have flecheete cas?
[w] -> Tyran Drenski: No, you made that after Kenner was killed, which is in 2 days.
GM: No, you do not have your Flechette CAS guns.
Tyran Drenski: I don't make my awesome radio for another two days....darn....\
Tyran Drenski: We could have heard the world series...
Tyran Drenski packs up...wraps up rocky softly
Two days later, everyone is still baffled...and stateside.
Randall Breckenridge: ICE CREAM!
Colwyn O'Reilly: BEER!
Tyran Drenski: ROCKY?
Ranger Richard: Hot Fudge Sundae
The rest of your "Tour of Duty" involves training recruits. You are then discharged with no opportunity to re-enlist.
Ranger Richard: strange
Tyran Drenski: wonder why....no retirement?
Ranger Richard: I hope there is an explanation at the end of thsi :)
Tyran Drenski: no kidding...
Colwyn O'Reilly: any of our medals keep with us?
GM: You keep all your medals.
Randall Breckenridge: ahm thinkin o becomin a writer fer amazin stories!!
Tyran Drenski: and turn it into a game?
Colwyn O'Reilly: I'd be interested to see the paperwork for those... since I got most of them after Oct 1965...
Tyran Drenski: Me too....
On March 6, 1966, you read about a Private Second Class Dugan, who is posthumously awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor for acts of Bravery and Heroism above and beyond the call of duty.
Tyran Drenski: Okay so dugan died....
Randall Breckenridge: hmm, them VC have arachnomancers, but we must have chronomancers...
Colwyn O'Reilly: but I'll bet it doesn't say where or how.
GM: The Army (and Marines) strangely cannot locate any of your promotion or medal paperwork...which is really damn weird. But according to your records, you earned them all.
Tyran Drenski: so either rocky or serg sent us back in time...
Tyran Drenski: it was the crepes...
GM: There is no mention of how, when, or where Dugan died. There is a nice flowery story about his bravery, but you all suspect it is total BS.
Colwyn O'Reilly: Poor Dugan
Tyran Drenski: So it all did really happen...
Randall Breckenridge: mabbe the parapsychic enrgy crossed with a nuclear explosion cuased a temporal feedback loop. Or somtin like that...
Tyran Drenski: We had to go state side not to run into or past selves...
Colwyn O'Reilly: the flux capacitor in the bomb misfired.
Colwyn O'Reilly looks at Drenski oddly
Randall Breckenridge: folded superstrings in metaphycially stressed imbalance...
Colwyn O'Reilly: so what are we doing now? Wouldn't our other selves still exist?
Colwyn O'Reilly: Mom's going to be tickled to find out she really had twins.
Tyran Drenski: Wonders what happend to lt and serg....
Ranger Richard: Better get home first to warn her!
Randall Breckenridge: mabbe we kin become paranormal eliminators...
Ranger Richard: Ghostbusters baby
Tyran Drenski wonders what happend to LT and serg....
Ranger Richard: who ya gonna call?
Randall Breckenridge: ;)
Ranger Richard: Throwing: M26 Grenade [1d6 = 8]
Then, as you are being shuffled off the base after being honorably discharged, a black limo pulls up to the gates.
Tyran Drenski: DON'T KILL US!!! LOL
Randall Breckenridge: uh oh
Ranger Richard: which base?
Tyran Drenski: huh??
John (Randall Breckenridge): the arge in a tux and LT in a slinky dress come out...
Ranger Richard: Is it Jfk?
Tyran Drenski: Well this is new...
Colwyn O'Reilly: Sarge! LT!
Tyran Drenski: looks in it...
Colwyn O'Reilly: nice dress...
GM: The base where you were training new recruits for the last several months, until your enlistment ran out.
Colwyn O'Reilly: damn stupid daydreams
Tyran Drenski: colwyn what are you smokin....
Colwyn O'Reilly: apparently I'm sharing whatever Breck has
Lt. Andrea Devine steps out, wearing her Australian Marine Dress Blues.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Well, if you all don't look a bit worse for wear.
Ranger Richard: Lt!
Tyran Drenski: LT what the HELL happend?!
Ranger Richard: I knew you would come back for me!
Colwyn O'Reilly: Lt.... nice uniform.
Randall Breckenridge: LT. Welcome to the US of A.
Lt. Andrea Devine laughs.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Hello all.
Tyran Drenski: So were you sent into the past too?
Colwyn O'Reilly: So you're not dead.
Lt. Andrea Devine: No...not really.
Lt. Andrea Devine: You may think you have been discharged from the military...but that only makes it easier for you to come work for us.
Colwyn O'Reilly pokes her
Lt. Andrea Devine pokes Colwyn.
Tyran Drenski: We should have guess....
Tyran Drenski: So have you found serg and hunter?
Tyran Drenski: Rocky is broken...
Tyran Drenski: Itiraman
Colwyn O'Reilly: more importantly... working for who?
Jade Golem: Nikkit Wa!
Jade Golem pokes Drenski with spear.
Tyran Drenski: AHHHAHAHAHAHAH ROCKY!!!!
Colwyn O'Reilly looks amused
Tyran Drenski there is tears!!!! and hugs....
Randall Breckenridge: The real Ghost busters?
Colwyn O'Reilly: an organization that investigates X-Files...
Tyran Drenski: I have got to learn your language little guy
Lt. Andrea Devine: The people who will be happy to explain what is going on. Now hop in, the air conditioning is running and the Natur '68 is getting warm.
Ranger Richard: Roswell next stop anyone?
Lt. Andrea Devine slides back into the limo.
Lt. Andrea Devine smiles at Richard.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Area 51 actually.
Ranger Richard: cool!
Tyran Drenski: figures...
Ranger Richard: take me to your leader!
Tyran Drenski slides in happy rocky is alive...
Tyran Drenski: so we are the MIB
Ranger Richard: so lt can you explain waht happened back there
Randall Breckenridge: Ahm glad I said I did believe in aliens...
Colwyn O'Reilly: I look better in green...
Colwyn O'Reilly: aliens! are you serious! next you're going to tell me Bigfoot is real!
Tyran Drenski: How did we go back in time?
Lt. Andrea Devine: The time thing? Slight issue with the combination of broken Ley Lines at a Schroeder Point and nuclear explosions...
Tyran Drenski: yes
Lt. Andrea Devine: I am not quite sure how it works exactly. I am sure an egghead would LOVE to explain it to you.
Colwyn O'Reilly: did you know what was going to happen?
Lt. Andrea Devine: Maybe.
Lt. Andrea Devine winks.
Ranger Richard: where did u and sarge get whisked off too?
Lt. Andrea Devine: Sarge? Well, I assume we will see him again sometime. He is an odd..creature.
Tyran Drenski: and why was I naked??
Colwyn O'Reilly: more importantly, why didn't you join us naked?
Lt. Andrea Devine: Your clothes and equipment stayed in the "present."
Lt. Andrea Devine laughs.
Lt. Andrea Devine: Colwyn, you are sooo cute.
Tyran Drenski: and a doubting thomas...
Ranger Richard: you wouldny say that if you saw him in the grass skirt
TADM: EVIL GM LAUGH.
Randall Breckenridge: well, hut my mouth. mabbe she needs a little sometin until Sarge comes back...
And on that note...the squad heads into the West, towards Area 51...and....
TO BE CONTINUED
Campaign saved.
Ranger Richard: cool
Ranger Richard: thanks for being TADM
Colwyn O'Reilly: Good campaign, thanks for playing.
Randall Breckenridge: Built "Dhu loo"
Randall Breckenridge: THANKS ALL!
GM: Thanks for playing all!
GM: I really appreciate it.
Ranger Richard: yes thanks all lots fun in first full campaign!
Campaign saved.