RE: Rocket-propelled Pokemon Tabletop
07-02-2012, 11:27 PM
Lucian Wrote:"I'm beginning to see why this one's being sent to Aroa. ...How often do recruits go missing, again?"
"If you think you're being smart-"
Lucian Wrote:"No, no, I'll give it time. Can't say yet; haven't really met the rest of... the team. Might prefer suicide." He shakes his head. "But more than that, there may be a pattern. Regularity in the times of the disappearances, or the locales in which you lose contact... You'd be the one to know if anything funny's up, though; I'm not the one receiving classified reports."
Gerald fails to fail a "patience for this asshat" check, to the detriment of anyone who wanted Lucian to take a Mawile to the face. He shoots him a healthy glare, though, which convinces the Researcher to mutter a "never mind."
(06-20-2012, 08:30 PM)Not The Author Wrote: »Lucian asks about:
- The the significance of the towns' coloration.
- The proximity, or apparent on-top-of-each-other-ness, of Rosten and Petroica.
- The giant gaping pit(?) east of Kairuk.
- The observatory/waterfall/giant lollipop south of the Hydro Station.
- The mental and physical well-being of the cartographer.
Gerald sighs, looking really hard at the map to avoid thinking about inflicting grievous bodily harm on a second recruit.
"Fuck if I know what was going through this... Olivia's head," the Rocket shrugs, ceasing his scrutiny of the map's documentation, "but if there's any significance in the map colours - beyond making them more visible against the endless tracts of mountain and forest in this region - I'm not seeing it."
"The 'pit's' Petroica town, by the looks of it. It's a logging camp. Actually," Gerald says, as though something just dawned on him, "the last team of interns - other than those fuckwits who got detained by Aspen - did check in last at Kairuk, before heading for Rosten. They might well've made it to Petroica without any problems, communication from there's mostly with flying messengers. Hard to say, though. Either way, Rosten and Petroica are on opposite sides of the Notables. Not as close as the mapmaker's shoddy labelling would lead you to think."
"You're right, that is an observatory. The Opus basin's a dry, mostly-inhospitable shithole, but it makes for clear skies for those astronomer types. It belongs to Talasarch University."
Nariman Wrote:"I don't think I have any further questions for you. At least, aside from 'how long until we make landfall?'."
"This ferry normally would've pulled into harbour this evening, but you might recall there was an incident with a whole pack of Rattata running loose in the cargo hold before we departed." Nariman did recall something like that. "Yeah, that was deliberate. Even at top speed, they couldn't shave more than four hours off the trip, so they're setting anchor a few miles offshore and harbouring in the morning. Less of a hassle for the passengers. After that, a colleague of mine will bring some transport and get you lot to the mainland.
We'll be conducting this operation around 1am or thereabouts, so make sure you're well-rested."
(06-18-2012, 12:23 AM)btp Wrote: »questions:
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow