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>>80496327
>I don't understand how everyone and everything can go at once, or what the use of Spine is.
Everyone who goes on the current Count declares an Action timing maneuver (typically it will be the Necromancer going first and then the players reacting). Multiple maneuvers on an Action timing occur and resolve at the same time as each other. For example:
>Doll shoots horror with a gun, using 2 AP and dealing 2 damage
>Horror swipes at the Doll with a melee attack, using 1 AP and dealing 2 damage
Since both of these are happening on the same Count and on Action Timing, then they will both go through unless something happens to stop them [a Rapid, Defend, or Auto timing manuever]. What this means is that Actions can't cancel Actions on the same count, so if Horror breaks Doll's gun, Horror still gets shot because damage isn't accrued until after Action timing is finished.
Spine spends one AP to make your next Action-timing maneuver 1 AP cheaper. It's basically the 'sit and wait' option if you want to try and synch with another party member or something.

>Everyone starts at their maximum AP, minus any capacity lost to damaged parts.
Yes. Unless they went past 0 AP on the previous turn.

>Rapids
Rapids are declared in reaction to an Action manuever and occur before the Action timing takes place. If a Rapid manuever would make an Action maneuver impossible (either it breaks the relevant part or moves one party out of range) then the AP that would be spent on the Action is still used. Rapids used on the same count occur at the same time, just like Actions happening on the same count. So Rapids can be used to cancel Actions but not each other, because all Rapids happen on the same timing.
You can also technically declare Rapids on the Action timing if you want, but it still counts for the manuver's one-use-per-turn limit so the utility of that is limited.

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>>80496616
So a breakdown of how things are declared by the players
>Necromancer declares enemy Actions
>Players declare Actions
>both parties declare any Rapids
>Rapids happen
If Rapids require dice or would deal damage, Defend and Check manuevers go here
>Actions happen
>Defend and Check manuevers go here
>calculate damage and spent AP
>go to next relevant Count
>repeat

If you were to list things happening sequentially as if you were watching the scene happen:
>characters telegraph something [Actions declared]
>quick reactions [Rapids]
>Telegraphed Actions that haven't been stopped go through

You can also think of Timing like a priority list, so from top to bottom priority it's
>Auto
Things that are always on, like Gun God
>Rapid
>Action
>Check
>Defend
So Auto is considered before Rapids which are considered before Actions, etc.

>Is it better to have big attacks that consume a lot of AP or small attacks that consume a little?
Situational depending on build but usually more attack rolls = better. Melee and Unarmed builds thrive on the Chain Attack and Area properties since they can boost their own damage directly while Shooting attacks benefit more from cheap weapons like Shotgun and Sniper Rifle for crit-seeking since Gun God effects your dice results instead of your direct damage (though you shouldn't sleep on the AT rifle because 5 damage from across the map is no joke).

Generally character builds are going to vary a lot based on what the party as a unit is doing, since it can be easy to step on each other's toes if you aren't careful.
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It's a slow work day so I'll be around if you have any other questions. Hope this was helpful.

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>>80496327

This anon >>80496616 >>80496871 has the right of it.

Except that rapids can be declared in reaction to other rapids. So an action can be reacted to with a rapid from someone else on the battle map, which is then reacted to with a rapid from someone else on the battle map, which is then reacted to with a rapid from someone else on the battle map, which is then reacted to with a rapid from someone else on the battle map, which is then reacted to with a rapid from someone else on the battle map and so on.

Towering pillars of Rapids are interesting because they don't happen often and represent a lot of units blowing resources they cannonly use once per turn (so they have to wait for the AP count to reset, and in the dolls case take an automatic madness point, before they can use them again).

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>>80496327
Also where did you get the OP pic?

>>80496327

Since someone's already answered AP/Action/Rapid thing.

>Is it better to have big attacks that consume a lot of AP or small attacks that consume a little?

Overall, "Attack early, attack often" is frequently the strongest approach. That said, big smacks have their use and place in the system. Buying a bunch of supports and damage boost maneuvers to allow you to absolutely destroy one target (or an area) with one attack once per round is viable too. Ideally, a party has PCs that can do both big smacks and small slaps is best as 3 shots from a shotgun won't impact a savant as much as a Anti-Tank Rifle to their head, but the former's better at wearing down horrors.

>What use spine is

Surprisingly handy, though a bit risky. One example is that you share the same count as an enemy, and you're both out of range. They declared a move maneuver, however, to move into your zone. You can't hit'em yet, but you can spine to delay your action to the next count and smack them after they arrived. You could also be playing as a Thanatos with Drama of death who isn't sharing a count with a sister, so spine to put yourself on the same count as the requiem so you can coordinate with her for that bonus. You can even store enough AP with spine up to the point where you can do multiple maneuvers in a count when you finally do act. The downside is you absolutely HAVE to use that stored AP on the next count, so if you spine and then have to declare a scales to avoid losing your head, you lose that spine discount because you won't be active next count.

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>>80496327
>>80496871

Things that occure on Damage timing (this includes all non-passive defends) can only be used once per turn unless the effect text of the part or skill it comes from specifically says otherwise.

>>80498110

Anything not action or auto is once per round unless otherwise specified.

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>>80498110
IIRC, everything except Autos and Actions are once-per-turn unless stated otherwise.

I appreciate your help.

Spine is for synchronization.

AP is the powerhouse of the doll and and determines when event chains start

Auto is always on

Action timing are the the first actions delaired, with the DM declaiming first.

Rapids happen in reaction to, and resolve before actions, but can only be used once per turn. You can also spend a rapid like it were an action and declare rapids in responce to other character's rapids but not your own.
Rapids can invalidate actions via destruction but not other rapids.

Damage is like a rapid but only happens in responce to the user taking damage.

Many smacks are better than big smack.

Fear the Artillery Tractor: Rifled

You usually want to hit first.

I just pulled the lable image from the wiki.

>>80498271
>Damage is like a rapid but only happens in responce to the user taking damage.
Kind of? Damage timing occurs when something is hit with an attack, but it there aren't actually Damage maneuvers that keep things from happening. Some Damage timing manuevers with Defend keep you from taking damage but in other cases it can be used to trigger other abilities, like the Gothic's Predator or Delight In Corruption skills.

Strictly speaking, a manuever with Damage timing just happens when someone gets hit, though their most common use is probably damage reduction.

>>80498271

>Auto is always on
Some have to be declared, like Instrument of Evil or Cover.

>declare rapids in responce to other character's rapids but not your own.
Pretty sure you can declare rapids in response to your own maneuvers.

>Rapids can invalidate actions via destruction but not other rapids.
No, they can explicitly override other rapids. The rapid declared last resolves first.

>Damage is like a rapid but only happens in responce to the user taking damage.
They are like rapids in that they're once per round, but that's about it. Also damage timing maneuvers aren't only from the user taking damage because while Defends are the most common damage timing maneuvers, there's maneuvers like Spikes (when the user deals damage) and protect (when someone else takes damage). Also, unlike rapids, damage timing maneuvers cannot "pre-empt" the maneuver that is triggering them as they resolve "after" it.

>Many smacks are better than big smack.
On average, yes, but you usually want someone with a big whallop.

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Sooo... Nechronica thread?

Anyone got any stories? Been a minute since we got to share any.
I'd post up my more recently completed game but it still needs to be cleaned up before it'll be coherent in greentext.

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>>80500396
I don't have any but I look forward to seeing what you put together, be it in time for this thread or a subsequent one.

>>80500396
the completion of my 3 sessions mini relay campaign is not over yet, so maybe next thread, or maybe if one of the player talk about it before hand.

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>>80498271
>Many smacks are better than big smack.
Big smacks more situational than many smacks. If you can find a way to knock out two of them in quick succession then they make a wonderful finishing move on a damaged enemy which is a big deal, because making the fight even one round shorter is one less Madness Point you have to deal with.

Pairing up with an Automata with Cover or using Extra Arms to turn one of your attacks into a Rapid can let you bust out two big attacks on the same Count and can be incredibly gnarly. Imagine hitting a massive Horror with two hits from rocket launcher; that's twenty damage from downtown on the same Count. Stuff like that is hard to ignore.

It does tend to take extra coordination with your party though.

>>80500668
I got off of work early today so I'll see about piecing something together. Likely won't be able to get the whole thing together but maybe enough to start posting and finish up Monday or Tuesday if the thread's still up.

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>>80498462
>No, they can explicitly override other rapids. The rapid declared last resolves first.

Let's say we have a PC and a Savant who both have their relevant attack parts in their arms and neither have relevant negation parts nor enough defend parts to cancel out all the damage.

In responce to something the Savant targets the doll with a rapid attack with dismember aiming for the arms.
The PC responds by using a rapid attack with dismember targeting the Savant's arms.

Assuming the roll to hit and the dismember check both go the attacker"s way, does the PC hack off the Savant's arms and cause the hit against them to never happen, or do both parties lose all their arm parts?

Does the PC need to declare their rapid before they roll their dismember check or can they do it after?

>>80501988

>does the PC need to declare their rapid before they roll their dismember check or can they do it after?

You declare rapids before any rolling occurs, but in your example, the PC declared last so if their dismember goes through, the savant's rapid would get negated because it was declared first, though it'd never get to the stage of rolling because you'd resolve the doll's attack first.

>>80502770

>though it'd never get to the stage of the savant rolling their attack check

>>80500396
Trenchchronica
My dolls decided to rebel against the humans and ambushed a human convoy that included 4 savants.
The dolls ate some grenades but were saved by the return of an old comrade who tanked hard. They pushed on and killed the humans in fire, the voracious holic keeping them from fleeing, whilst the savants were dismantled and the human officer had his legs surgically removed with a shotgun. And then eaten.
Next session? The great escape.

>>80503045
Why were you guys rebelling against humans?
Typically I'd think living humans would tend to be on the player's side since the Necromancer is usually the main antagonist of your standard campaign.

>>80503272
Its a long story. Basically the dolls captured two savants, a generic and a character leader from the enemy. After turning them over to their human commanders they realised they had condemned the two and went after them. They ambushed the convoy and now have effectively defected. They have a hope but I'm not telling them.

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>>80503045

I wonder when and where this is happening.

Nechronica is so easy to change the setting on that this could be taking place on some backwater world in the StarWars universe from what you've told me so far.

Actually.
I like that idea. Use Nechronica to play out some planet of continent or island scale horror in the StarWars during the Old Republic from the perspective of one side, and then after that the players are make characters for a Republic Era StarWars game and wind up crash landing where the Nechronica game just happened with everything restatted in the new system.

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>>80501461
>>80501988
>>80503519
>Arms.

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>>80503567
>exposed joints
kinky

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>>80503389
>They have a hope but I'm not telling them.

How did you get them invested without giving them hope?

Is it possible to learn this power?

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>>80503045
>Trenchchronica

I'm amazed as word with two "ch" one right after the other can be so pronounceable.

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>>80500396
>Nechronica thread?
Nechronica Thread.

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>>80498271
>I just pulled the lable image from the wiki.

Good to know. Thank you.

>>80496327
Turn is more of a literal translation
If you were using our technical rpg lingo you would use round for how it works instead

>>80503389
So they've kind of undead camaraderie'd themselves into being loose cannon independents? They have any reason to really care about the Savants>

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>>80500668
It turned out my dad needed help building some temporary scaffolding, so not as much spare time as I'd hoped, but I managed to get the first session put together and readable.
First, some quick intros for the characters. These are three of five premades I put together for the campaign. If anyone's interested in seeing the other two I can post those as well, though they don't really come up in the actual game.

>Name: Noel Khalida
>Age: 14
>Height: 6' 10"

>A product of Mara.
>Disproportionately tall and gangly. In contrast to the military bent of her sisters, Noel wears a flowing white robe that exaggerates her awkward, loping gait. White metal plates have been grafted over her skin below her neck.
>Her hair glows a dull, warm white.
>Her weapon of choice is a plasma torch implanted into the palm of her left hand.
>Class: Psychedelic/Stacy
>Position: Alice

>(Premonition) Seeker:
>Your sisters all have something you don’t. Did you have it before? Did you lose yours? What was it? You long for it, even when you can’t remember. You long with all your heart.

>Memories

>#Abandoned:
>Alone in the ash. You were a burden. Too much food, hard to hide, a lure for the Dead. So they discarded you.
>And Mara found you.

>#Song: Someone is singing. Singing... your name?
>“Noel! Noel!”
>Whose voice is this?
>“voici le Rédempteur!”
>You do not understand the words.
>“Noel! Noel!”
>It’s so cold...

>Treasure: Hymn Book
>A hardback hymnal bound in red with gold print on the title face. You hum the notes to yourself now and then.
>The words to the songs are all missing.


Starting skills: Pawn's Gambit, Shared Loss, Made to be Broken, Remain Dead, Princess
Reinforcement Parts: Armor Skin, Animal Legs, Albino, Cold Light
Custom Weapon: Plasma Torch [Act/2/0]: Melee Attack 1 + Dismember + Chain attack 1. Enemies have -1 to their Dismember check

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>>80505524
>Name: Betty Williams
>Age: 15
>Height: 5' 8"

>Like her sisters Feliz and Mathilda, Betty is a product of Aker.
>Her body is less augmented than might be expected. She wears the typical black and gray military outfit and her body armor has been supplemented with implanted dermal plates.
>Her weapon of choice is her Eviscerator, a personally modified Flying Guillotine.
>Class: Stacy/Thanatos
>Position: Holic

>(Premonition) Trapped:
>A rat in a cage. An inferno in the West, traitors in the East. Your masters will spend you like ammunition. Tear it all down!

>Memories:

>#Crown:
>A crown of flowers, a gentle laugh, the warm sun. The face of your mother...
>What you would give to hear her voice again.

>#In the Rain:
>Fat, heavy drops fall all around you. It drowns the quiet in a constant dull roar.
>You can’t feel your legs.
>There is a dragging sound at the other end of the street. Something splashes in the water.
>Quiet... quiet...

>Treasure: Rufus
>An undead squirrel. A little experiment you found wandering the streets. The only sane person here, probably.

Starting Skills: Carnage, Corpse Style, Made to be Broken, Calamity, Drama of Death
Reinforcement Parts: Adrenaline, Boost, Gauntlet, Armored Skin
Custom Weapon: Eviscerator [Act/2/0-1] Melee Attack 1 + Dismember + Stagger

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>>80505661
>Name: Feliz Isadore
>Age: 19
>Height: 5' 11"

>Like Betty and Mathilda, Feliz is a product of Aker.
>Feliz is only lightly augmented, sporting a small suite of cranial implants. Her only means of defense is her set of basic body armor.
>As a member of Aker’s shock infantry division, she is issued an automatic cannon for dealing with undead Legions, but her favored weapon is her grandfather’s .405Win Model 1895 rifle.
>Class: Requiem
>Position: Sorority

>(Premonition) Happiness:
>There are songs to sing, stories to be shared, wrongs to be forgiven. If only you can survive to see them again.

>Memories:

>#Let Me Out!:
>Circling, circling. You must be going in circles. You have to be. It’s so dark now. You can’t stop, you have to get away. What if they find you?

>#Predated:
>Lights in the forest, shouts, crashing branches. They’re close now! Too close!
>You charge through a bramble.
>A hole opens up beneath you, swallowing your legs. You struggle to climb out.
>A hand clamps onto your shoulder.

>Treasure: Family Photo
>An old photograph of Feliz’s expansive family. Several of them have had crosses drawn over their hearts in white ink.

>Starting Skills: Gather in Elysium, Gun God, Concentration, Lullaby, Order
Reinforcement Parts: Kung Fu, Head Bolt, Boost, Undead Gun, First Aid Kit
Custom Weapon: Grandpappy's Rifle [Act/2/0~3] Shooting Attack 1, add +1 to the result of the Attack Check

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>>80505866
Onto the game:
>The overhead lights leave streaks through your vision.
>You are on your back. The cold metal under you rattles. You’re moving.
>Where are you?
>There’s an emptiness as you try and get your bearings. You can’t remember…
>Almost anything.
>Your name is there.
>Your purpose is there. You’re a soldier. Or playing at soldiery.
>There is a war going on.
>Where are you?
--
>Voices echo down the hallway as the dolls proceed. It isn’t long before they can discern the loudest.
>“ . . . shipments from Occulus are being unloaded now.” It reverberates through their bones. “Hostile forces are moving along highway one-one-four. The hospital along that route has been fortified by thirteenth Battalion; they are requesting support.”
>Another voice speaks now. Melodic and soothing. “Twenty and twenty-first gargoyle squadrons are en route as we speak. Your third armored division is bringing up the rear behind them.”
>A third voice. A gentleman’s this time, refined and crisp. “Reports from the scouts are trickling in. Coordinates are being transferred to relevant artillery units as we speak and firing solutions are being provided. Shelling along the eight-twenty loop has also been completed; enemy losses are near totality.”
>There’s a lull in the conversation. The ceiling above the dolls disappears into black.
>The first speaker resumes. “The sapper teams?”
>“Are taking positions along the route for the next wave. As they neutralize the stragglers, of course,” the gentleman answers easily.
>“And Oculus?”
>The woman answers this time. “Picking the meat off the carcass. As is their nature.” A pause. “But their ammunition shipment has arrived at Miller Railyard. Runners are readying to distribute it to the front. The IFV and urban fighting vehicles at the airport should be rolling off of the runway in just a moment.”
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>>80506001
>The room falls quiet. The first speaker growls; the dolls can feel it reverberate through their body.
>The gentleman speaks first. “We’re falling back on Scoop Shot, then?”
>Heavy footfalls start somewhere in the cavernous room. They are coming toward the dolls. “We are,” says the first speaker. "Which brings us to the matter at hand."
>The beds holding the party tilt forward, propping the dolls up so they can see the others in the room.
>All three of the party are heavily injured, their bodies broken and burned and held together only by the hasty efforts of a very ambitious medic.
>Part of Noel’s head has been caved in and several of her limbs are broken
>Feliz is missing her face from the nose down, both her legs, and one hand.
>One of Betty’s eyes has melted, one of her arms is missing, and one foot has been severed at the ankle.
>The leading figure before them is a hulking shadow, outlined by a harsh unseen overhead light. His form is shrouded in a flowing, black cloak. Wires and cables converge around his feet, shuffling as he walks. His head is enclosed in a shining metal mask in the shape of a lion's head.
>"These three are among those who were recently recovered from Baal's flame. They are the ones who will carry out the operation."
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>>80506031
>"Quoi de neuf?" Noel Blinks at them with her sunless eyes, her limbs squirming as they are too broken to allow locomotion, so she settles down. "Where is Mara?"
>The figure on the man's left flank speaks next. She is cowled in a cloak similar to the first, though she is a head shorter and slender. Her head is encased in a helmet crafted to resemble a jackal’s head. “Oh Aker. You wrapped up poor Noel into this scheme of yours?” She sighs. “In calmer times I’d stick you right now over such an overstep.” She flexes a hand; needles on the tips of her fingers glitter in the lamplight.
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>>80506048
>“Now, now Mara. You know as well as I do that there’s no time to be playing favorites.”
>This man is almost normal looking. Average height, pinstripe suit, slicked back hair. He’s horribly out of place next to the other two if only because of his apparent normality. If it weren’t for the dull glow at the back of his eyes, he could pass for a completely average, if well groomed man.
>As he speaks his hands make minute, apparently random gesticulations. “With things how they are, it’s a wonder we can even assemble a capable fireteam at all. Especially after this last incident.”
>His eyes focus on each of the three dolls. “Good morning.”

>A smile comes to Noel's face as she sees Mara, then she turns to examine her slab sisters. Her smile is a little less bright as she takes in their myriad injuries.
>"What happened to you?" She croaks.
>Betty shifts her head in an attempt to focus her gaze. 'Shit, can't see too well. It's all blurry.' "Doesn't feel to good. Pretty sure I'm missing an arm here. Think one of my eyes are melted." She squints. "Can't say I'm too happy 'bout what I'm seeing though."
>Aker comes to a stop in front of Betty before turning his head to address Mara. “Morte is correct. If there were more time I would have brought the idea forward for deliberations. But there is not.” He turns to face Betty, rotating like a marble statue on a dias. His eyes shine in the depths of his mask. He looks at her.
>"Regression. But the core is still there." He sounds... not displeased? His monotone is difficult to read.
>"Corporal Williams, what do you remember?"
[All characters roll a check. Feliz succeeds, Betty and Noel fail.]
[Noel remembers stepping on a live shell]
[Betty remembers seeing an animal skull][
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>>80505524
>>80505661
>>80505866
FFFf- Lesson on why not to compile and post shit up when you're sleepy. I forgot Fetters.

Noel's Fetters:
>Mara: Grateful
>Betty: Trusting
>Feliz: Friendly

Betty's Fetters:
>Aker: Unease
>Feliz: Possessive
>Noel: Rival

Feliz's Fetters:
>Aker: Trusting
>Betty: Possessive
>Noel: Attached

>>80506123
[Feliz: You were in the same squad as Mathilda and Betty. You were holding your position against a line of flaming, smoking infantry advancing on your position.]
[You were doing well.]
[Until a massive black deer's skull peered out from behind the smoke and your entire position was engulfed in flame.]

>Betty scowls at Aker in concentration. Bonus if it makes him upset. "Don't know. Something in the sky. Think it was a skull, but wasn't like a human skull or anything. Bunch of fire after that." She struggles to think of anything else. "Not sure about anything else. Woke up here burned to hell and a wonderfully cheery 'Good morning'."
>Feliz rolls her eyes at Betty's snippishness. A hanging strip of her masseter flexes and she remembers after trying to speak that the necessary implement is absent.
>"I remember stepping on a buried shell. It took exception to me waking it up," Noel volunteers. "That may have been another time entirely though."
>Morte and Mara trade a look at Noel's comment.
>"That's... very far west, isn't it?" Mara asks in a knowing tone as she begins to pad across the mirror-black floor towards the dolls.
>Morte's eyes loop down and then up as if they're following something. "It is."
>Aker speaks without turning to face the others. "And we may have confirmed the Leviathan." He leans down and moves to place a hand over Betty's eyes. "Corporal Williams, please hold still."
>"Not like I've got anywhere to go." Betty still moves her head back slightly before it makes contact with the table.
>'Leviathan?' Feliz muses internally. 'The deer?'
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>>80506242
>NOTHING WILL BE HIDDEN.
>NOTHING WILL BE TAKEN.
>Betty's mind is being searched. Observed. Cataloged.
>Every thought and emotion laid bare and examined before being placed in neat order. A hand sorting through her disheveled mind and restoring normalcy.
>As the light pulls away things are... clearer now.
[Betty removes one madness point from Aker’s fetter]
>As Aker pulls away, Betty realizes her body is whole again. Without speaking, Aker moves to stand over Feliz.
>Betty tenses as Aker probes through her mind, her mind being sorted and ordered against her natural thoughts. As he finishes and moves on to Feliz, a feeling of violation and fear begins to creep up Betty's spine, accompanied by an alert wariness, as if priming her to hit something or run. ‘Fuck that…’ She gets up from the table and looks down at her newly repaired body. ‘Don't even know if it was worth that.’
>Aker leans over Feliz and repeats the process of repairing her body and ordering her mind.
[Feliz removes one madness point from Aker's fetter]
>There’s an unpleasantly wet sound as a gush of cerebrospinal fluid forces Noel’s skull back into the right shape as her brain begins to regenerate itself. She squirms uncomfortably now that she has a brain to better appreciate her injured body's feedback. "Can someone straighten my legs out? I'm having trouble positioning them," she asks plaintively.
>Mara taps up to Noel's bed and 'tut-tut-tuts' in a motherly way. "There's no need for you to run yourself ragged over these little scratches dear. Come here." Gingerly, Mara reaches down and lifts Noel up by her chest as if the girl were a child's rag-doll; even at Noel's considerable height, she is dwarfed by Mara.
>Mara embraces Noel in a hug.
[6/?]

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>>80506327
>Noel's back prickles as Mara's needle-tipped fingers lance through her spinal column.
>The pain of her injuries vanishes abruptly. And then her bones set and her flesh mends.
>There's a peculiar tingling sensation along the sides of Noel's skull and she feels at ease in Mara's arms.
>"Ça va? Les autres vont-ils bien?"
[How are you? Are the others okay?]
>"Je ne sais pas."
[I do not know.]
[Noel removes one madness point from Mara’s fetter]
>Mara pulls back. "Better?"
>Noel wraps her arms around Mara and squeezes tight, setting her chin in the larger woman's shoulder. "Yes, Much better."
>"Je suis content que vous basedez ici. Nous les trouverons ensemble," Noel says before the needles are removed.
[I'm glad you're here. We will find them together.]
[7/?]

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>>80506459
>Aker pulls away from Feliz and turns to walk back toward Morte. "It is the Leviathan. Feliz's memory is clear."
>Morte frowns. "Less time than we'd hoped for."
>Mara pulls the needles from Noel's back and holds her in the hug for just a little longer, stroking her hair for a moment before pulling away and moving to stand beside Aker and Morte.
>Feliz gingerly works her jaw as Aker pulls away. She manages to get it down to just ‘uncomfortably stiff’ by the time the three necromancers have congregated again. "May I ask... Time for... what?"
>"Hardening our defensive position," Aker answers Feliz. "And preparing countermeasures for Baal's final advance."
>"Aker, if I may?" Morte raises an eyebrow expectantly.
>"You may."
>A map springs into life above Morte’s head.
>Morte turns his back to the dolls and points up towards the map. A small dot flits across the map at pace with his finger. "As I'm sure you must remember, there's a war on." The laser moves to hover just under the spotty, orange prong lancing through Texas' panhandle. "You are here. This area lined in green is the land occupied by our-" He motions towards Mara and Aker. "-shared forces."
>The laser moves to hover vaguely in the blue section of the map. "The area lined in blue is held by the Oculus Consortium. A loose organization of human paramilitary organizations aligned with us against Baal. Who's territory you can see here, lined in red." The pointer flits again.
>Aker takes his turn to speak. "Baal is attempting to burn the continent."
>Betty clenches her teeth. ‘Lovely.’
>"Or so we gather," says Mara. "Neither Baal nor his servants respond to communication of any sort."
>Aker nods. "But his actions speak clearly enough. The entirety of the Great Planes has been bifurcated with a curtain of flame and walking dead."
>"And I'm guessin' this is the part where our 'operation' comes in?" Betty interjects.
[8/?]

>>80501461
>Imagine hitting a massive Horror with two hits from rocket launcher

That's blast attack 4+ explosive

Wouldn't that be 8 damage twice on a horror? So 16 damage?

>>80506515
>"Very astute, Corporal Williams," Morte says with good humor. "Yes. You can see here, here, and here-" The dot flits between the spears of orange encroaching on Texas. "- that Baal has begun making incursions into our territory in earnest. The northern push being his most aggressive."
>"The three of you-" Morte turns to face the dolls. "-will be helping us put a stop to this incursion."
>"Not by yourselves, of course," Mara assures.
>"You will be reinforcing certain elements already in place," Aker breaks in. "Foremost, the ground forces around this location's largest airport. After the railyards, it is our most valuable asset for bringing in material for the war."
>"What kind of defences do they already have? What has Baal sent to try to overcome them?" Noel asks.
>"So we're just backup? Doesn't seem like we'd be adding much just by being there. Is there something specific we'll be doing?" Betty asks before anyone can answer.
>The three necromancers exchange looks
>"It's quite bad, isn't it? The scouring." Morte mumbles just loud enough
>"Severe." Aker agrees
>"They are three among five of the only one's we've been able to recover properly," Mara reminds them.
>"Mm." Morte's tone is noncommittal.
>The necromancers turn back to the dolls. Morte speaks first. "Baal's primary forces are light, minimally intelligent infantry deployed in large numbers. Principally they overwhelm positions through sheer volume of fire and volume of bodies. Occasionally there will be a sort of hound construct striking ahead; it's unclear as of now if this is part of a scouting force or if they're simply forward attackers."
>"As for defenses; you can guess at most of the basics. Entrenched gunnery, fortified buildings, pillboxes, artillery. The airport itself is defended by some twelve thousand of our soldiers. Eight of that is entrenched infantry, one is armored support and their crews, one is an extensive artillery division, and the last two are dispersed air assets."
[9/?]

>>80506539
You're correct. I was mixing Anti Tank Rifle and Rocket Launcher in my head, I think, since ATR deals five and has similar stats to ATR otherwise.

>>80506577
>similar stats to ATR
Similar stats to the rocket launcher*
I'm even mixing their names up now. That's probably a bad sign.

>>80506550
>"But... I don't understand." Feliz says, "there are only three of us. In an operation this large... why are we being briefed in person if we're simply to reinforce the position?"
>"First-" Aker speaks now. "While this objective takes precedence for time, it is not your primary purpose. Once Baal's assault has been broken you will be tasked with a new objective. One which may decide this chapter in the war. Second; the three of you are well known among the rank and file. Rumors have already circulated about your return from the front and the fact that you might be the first of those who have survived immolation. Showing your faces while fighting and alert would be a well-needed boost to morale."
>"Third: You are among the best. Otherwise you would not have survived this long."
>"I appreciate your candor," Noel says.
>Betty’s temper is still short. "So what's the other objective? Aside from getting the place safe and parading around to show we aren't 'dead' dead, what are we actually going there for?"
>"You are going hunting, Ms. Williams," Morte answers casually. "Or more specifically, you will be linking up with the Forty-Second Special Operations Team, Black Ball. You're to reinforce them, help them penetrate Baal's front line, and buy time for them as they search for and then disable the Leviathan."
>Noel nods. "Do we know them? Because I can't recall. If so, could you refresh my memory?"
>Betty grimaces. ‘Well that's helpful. I have no idea who they are.’ "And I'm guessin' that since this is time sensitive and all, we're heading out soon. How're we getting there?"
>"...and how are they going to bring it down without burning up?" Feliz finishes the line of questions
>"Black Ball are skilled explosive experts," Aker answers. "They have been provided with the appropriate armaments. But their progress has stalled. You will only need to get them on location and they will handle the rest."
[10/11]

>>80506647
>Mara speaks next. "You'll be shuttled to the airport by VTOL. There's a craft waiting for you once we wrap up your briefing."
>"Where do we group after the leviathan is down?" Feliz presses.
>"Were we on bad terms with them?" Noel begins speculating aloud at the conspicuous lack of an answer from the assembled necromancers.
>"You've nothing to worry about, Noel. You haven't met them," Mara assures gently.
>Aker answers Feliz; "With the Leviathan incapacitated, our forces will be free to move forward and crush Baal's line. Your objective will be to fall back in the direction of the airport and meet up with our advancing forces. At that point you'll likely be pulled off the front for recovery."
>“Oh, alright then.” Noel answers somewhat airily. “Sounds good.”
>Aker turns to face down the hallway the party entered from. “Come. Our pilot will be waiting.” Morte and Mara follow.
[11/11]

Fin for now.
I forgot to mention it at the start because I'm up past my bedtime, but this is a prequel campaign to one that was already storytimed here: https://desuarchive.org/tg/thread/72655511/#72667093
You can read through that if you like for a bit of extra context (if you haven't read it already), but this game was pretty self-contained so it's not strictly needed to understand what's going on.

See you lads tomorrow.

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>>80505524
Yay storytime!

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>>80508497
I still haven't really figured out how to work a lot of part acquisition into roleplay. Mutations can just kind of pop up (and can make for a nice bit of body horror if you want) but armaments and enhancements get more complicated and it's not always easy to justify an implant like Hopper or a weapon like the laser sword just materializing where you happen to be (let alone the process of implanting something).

>>80496327
why does this game give me vibes similar to somwhat more levitous nechronchia campaigns i've read?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHhEMTAtTqc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-4XWbpzNQs
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gTnz6UWfeIc

>>80509858
I can kinda see it.
>inhuman but still emotive robots
>animu fightan humanoid robots
>plenty of mild body horror with the spore creatures
>eclectic mix of smooth future tech, modern tech, and scrapped together stuff that works but is definitely not supposed to be put together that way
I can't listen to the vids at work but the visuals have plenty standard mix of what I commonly associate with Nechronica; a world fallen while on the very cusp of a technological golden age. And the MC's irreverence for the situation is very standard 'player-character' mood if you happen to have a snarky player in your group.

We Texas now?

>>80511469
The storytime takes place in DFW, yeah. I needed a city with robust transit and freight infrastructure near the midpoint of the country to justify making into a hardpoint for the players' Necromancers and the two options off the top of my head were either north Texas or Missouri, but I wasn't familiar enough with Missouri that I felt comfortable doing a near(ish)-future campaign set there.

>>80503634
They are intelligent and there is more than one side to the war. If they rescue the savant admiral...

>>80505255
One of them promised to save one of the savants. I think they have been smelling the hints of dodgy things happening under the veneer the humans paint.

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>>80509858
>levitous

I learned a new word today.

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>>80518618
>tfw my tank doll game has been plagued with scheduling issues
Life ain't fair man.

>>80518977

Not being able to play that doll you wanted is one of the greatest curses.

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This was a fun game.

Storytime here http://archive.4plebs.org/tg/thread/76162495/#76238783

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How do you convert a savant into a PC if a player wants to take over one after their doll got annihilated or broken hearted?

>>80521524

>if a player wants to take over one after their doll got annihilated or broken hearted?

Did the rest of the PCs pull a runner? Annihilated dolls can be put back together in the event that the PCs win the fight, but not if they run away. Broken hearted also doesn't remove a doll from play, it's just that the game is over if all PCs are broken hearted.

The snap decision would be to say no since, depending on the savant, there may be a lot of information you have to give one player that the others shouldn't know to make it work. Mechanically. if it's just for an encounter or two, until you can justify introducing a new PC, you might not even have to bother doing much, just let them play the character as is, assuming it doesn't break the game too hard.

For a long term arrangement where a PC is permanently taking over? "Here's her classes and position. Here are the parts she has. Here are her fetters. Here are her memory fragments." Even dictating parts isn't that big a deal since those can be swapped out as they get broken.

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Do you go organic or not with your undead abominations?

>>80509837

We had a character revealed to have an alt-mode to their legs they had forgotten about.

So that's how they got animal legs.

>>80506242
>Noel's Fetters:
>Mara: Grateful

>Betty's Fetters:
>Aker: Unease

You can see it.

>Feliz's Fetters:
>Aker: Trusting

I wonder why she trusts Aker when Betty doesn't.

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Please post insane signs, notices, offers, warnings, posters, billboards, and other similar things for inspiration and use in a game. From the eccentric, to the slightly mad, to the wildly unhinged.

>>80500684
>the completion of my 3 sessions mini relay campaign is not over yet, so maybe next thread, or maybe if one of the player talk about it before hand.

How did your group come together?

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>>80509837

Ask the GM about it if it's an issue. "I want to buy shotgun with the favor we got, is there some place my character can pick it up?" PCs are constantly getting bits torn out of them and stuffing them back in. Being able to shove a different augmentation in isn't that unreasonable. All enhancements are plug and play compatible.

I'm considering running a short Nech game. How often should I give the dolls a bit of respite between the corpse fields and horrible monsters? How can I point them to a specific landmark that, logically speaking, wouldn't have signs pointing to it?
Moreover, how hard do I go on the themes and premise I've got in mind?

kinda wanna draw some nech stuff, hit me up with some weird or interesting ideas

>>80525005
a nesting Doll with hr giger elements.

>>80525005
I'll try to hit you up with some stuff when my shift is over in a few hours if I don't pass out the moment I get home.

>>80500396
Dude.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2IIm13xBmao

>>80526635
Also https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyWVnUy2K74

>>80526635
>>80526778
Yeah this channel is full of awesome work for inspiring Nechronica and other games.

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>>80524987
>How often should I give the dolls a bit of respite between the corpse fields and horrible monsters?
Good rule of thumb is to give them some breathing room after each combat. It doesn't have to be anything super comfy, just a nook or hideaway where they aren't in any blatant danger. Like a Left 4 Dead saferoom or something.
>How can I point them to a specific landmark that, logically speaking, wouldn't have signs pointing to it?
Like a secret lab or something? They could always find a document or map talking about it, or someone with a stake in the plot could direct them that way on purpose. You could have the Necromancer herd them that way by dropping a GIANT monster (or swarm of monsters) on top of their heads and chasing them toward it. Question is kind of open ended and it would be helpful to have a clearer idea of what you have in mind.
>Moreover, how hard do I go on the themes and premise I've got in mind?
Going to be down to your group. Nechronica's pretty flexible on that kind of thing so you can go as grounded or as anime-villain-speech as you like.

>>80524987
>point to landmark without signs
Rather than literal signposts or obvious signs of plothooks, you could try making a "breadcrumb trail" of interesting events or features that would naturally draw them in closer. They don't necessarily have to be tied into the event, just little coincidences that bring them closer.
>hard on themes and premise
What's your theme and premise? Like >>80527687 said, some more information would be nice to have.

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>>80525005
>spitballing a doll concept I had the other day
Four armed 'knight' with proportions a bit like pic related, toting a pair of twin pistols in one pair of hands and a rocket launcher in the other pair. Digigrade legs and a tail (probably also armored, or maybe entirely robotic). Helmet's visor has 'teeth' along the edges, kind of in the same vein as Guts' Berserker armor.

>Other things
Necromantic utility vehicles could be interesting. An excavator that's half-way made of meat and using bone instead of metal with tracks that can become legs. Or a bulldozer whose front blade is just a massive jawbone. People could be integrated into them as permanent operators or they could be Horror-tier constructs; you could get pretty creative with the shape of them since you wouldn't need to design the whole thing around a central driver's seat with high visibility. Operator could get input through eyespots or possibly something more esoteric.

A Horror incorporating parts of a carved/cast statue could be neat. Like the necromancer took a half-crushed gargoyle and used it as the base for a new pawn. In the case of a metal statue, parts of those could basically be worn like armor since most of them are hollow.

idk. Hopefully there's an idea somewhere in here that sounds interesting.

>>80523564
Minor storytime spoilers but in the interest of bumping the thread:

I flubbed Betty's arch a little in the actual game (because she was admittedly the least developed of the ones I'd made) but the fetters mostly reflect the dolls' attitude toward their necromancers on initial meeting/conversion to Dolls, which is why Aker refers to Betty's attitude as a 'regression.' Baal burned away a lot of the party's more recent development.

>>80524987
>Moreover, how hard do I go on the themes and premise I've got in mind?

That really depends on the group you are playing with.

>>80524987

>How often should I give the dolls a bit of respite between the corpse fields and horrible monsters?

After combat/during the end phase, even if you don't stick to closely to the phase structure is often a good time to provide a bit of respite. It's the wind down after the wind up of the action phase and the crescendo of combat.

>How can I point them to a specific landmark that, logically speaking, wouldn't have signs pointing to it?

Why wouldn't things you want the PCs to go to have some sort of sign pointing to them? You can give a karma so that the PCs can decide on their own reasons to go there. Really though, nechronica is a system that works fine with a degree of railroading. The scenarios assume set points to stop at, even when there is hypothetically alternative routs. This isn't to say that what they do along the way is unimportant, but people who aren't shit won't mind following the trail as long as you give them a reason to/don't make is stupidly suicidal to follow it.

>Moreover, how hard do I go on the themes and premise I've got in mind?

Depends on the themes and premise and the group, generally speaking though, the system works well with going hard on such things.

Nephronica

>>80506693
Return of storytime
>"And who's that going to be?" Betty hefts her Eviscerator as she and the other dolls hop off the table to follow the three Necromancers.
>Aker answers. "Her name is Elizabeth. She's a pilot attached to the 6th Logistics Battalion and as skilled as any of you. If there were more time she would meet you on the landing pad but we're short." The Dolls can feel the floor move beneath them as they walk; it shifts left and right and they can feel the acceleration as it pushes ahead underneath their feet. Despite this, the hall around them appears static.
>"I could go for a stick right now..." Noel mumbles to no one in particular as they walk down the moving hall.
>Mara gives Noel a light swat on the back of the head. "Don't call them that, Noel. It's uncouth."
>"Like... the pilot's sti--- ok, nevermind." Feliz starts, and then stops as Mara speaks up. "I should have asked earlier, but... Are we expecting a contested landing?"
>Noel straightens up at the dopeslap. "Sorry." She looks over at Feliz, and eyebrow arched curiously over her right void. "Meal needles. Day makers. Belly warmers. You know. All the fun of personal chef and none of the mess."
>"...Thanks." Feliz says quietly, fervently -not- filling in the blanks as to what, exactly, Noel's referring to.
>Mara sighs at her little creation like an exasperated mother.
>Aker's footsteps thunder in the corridor. "We aren't expecting the airport to fall under attack for another hour, at least. The sapper teams have been doing a satisfactory job of delaying their advance and the air forces have done well enough at cutting down the stragglers who survived the gauntlet so far. But it would benefit you to be prepared for anything."
>After a short time the party come to a set of steel blast doors. There’s a hiss as the pneumatics activate and the doors open.
[12/?]

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>>80538056
>The noise is deafening.
>The dull hum of rotor wash, the repetitive thump-thump-thump of artillery, the howling of a rocket calliope, and other indistinct sounds of war too far away to be discerned over the cacophony.
>The wind comes next, carrying the smell of smoke and ash. As the party takes their first steps out into the world, it whips their hair and scours their exposed skin with coarse grit.
>The world is… dark. There’s a wall of black to the west. The rest of the sky is a dull, burnt orange even though it must be midday.
>Aker, Mara, and Morte loom ahead of you like shadows in the dust. It’s hard to see very far beyond them; the ash is so thick in the air that the only thing the Dolls can see beyond them are the overhead area lights and the streaking tails of rockets in the distant sky.
>Betty looks up at the burning sky and the death flying above. ‘No place like home…’ She blocks her eyes from the wind and ash as she moves forward.
>Feliz swallows dryly, but firms her face. "Once more unto the breach, then."
>Noel fishes a couple ribbons out of her robe and goes about corralling her hari against the wind.
>They’re at the transport almost before they realize it. A fat-bellied bus of a thing. An upward turned turboprop engine sits on the end of either stubby wing. The sides of the transport have been opened for boarding, and they can just glance the outline of the pilot in the cockpit as they wave a greeting.
>The necromancers stop several feet short of the transport. The Dolls can see them deliberating between themselves for a moment before Mara and Morte step aside and Aker steps up into the belly of the transport. He turns around and beckons the party forward.
>The rotors on the craft begin to spin up.
>Feliz's eyes widen as Aker steps aboard. "Ah... Should you be coming, sir?"
[13/?]

>>80538186
>Noel gives a bow to Mara as she boards.
>Mara catches Noel by the arm, pressing a small metal box into her palm before letting go and ushering her toward the transport. "And don't let me catch you calling them something so crass again," she teases over the noise of the rotor wash.
>"Yes ma'am." Noel stands up on her tip toes and gives Mara another hug, then she's moving along like nothing happened.
>Aker shifts to face Feliz. "I expect we'll need every asset in place for this particular offensive out of Baal. I'll be deployed in a separate area than yourselves." As he moves, Feliz notices the tips of a pair of cannon barrels peaking out beneath the hem of his cloak. "It is Morte who handles the bulk of battlefield communications and strategy. I help where I may, but I have other obligations as well."
>"R-right," Feliz accedes. Even Aker was going to be on the frontline somewhere. Even. Was that abnormal? Feliz ran into an empty space, and found nothing there... Still. Abnormal or not... 'Well, here's to the poor saps on the other end of the field from him.'
>The engines whine as the props speed up. The transport lurches unsteadily it finally leaves the ground.
>Morte and Mara stand away from the transport as it begins to gain altitude, both apparently unphased by the violent wind.
>Morte raises a hand to wave goodbye. "Happy hunting, ladies," he hollers over the rotor noise. "And remember! Even if you can't remember just now, you've got quite a bit to live for!"
>Feliz passes a perception check. It's subtle, but... Morte is definitely looking at her and Betty specifically. His eyes pass right over Noel.
[14/?]

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>>80538352
>The pilot can just barely be heard grumbling something about weight over the craft’s intercom as the transport begins to gain altitude and pull away from the improvised landing pad.
>A flight of other figures rises to join it; six new dolls the party hasn't seen before, clothed in white. Their torsos are distorted, their arms having been replaced with bat wings and their chest muscles having been reinforced to sustain flight. They each hold specially constructed rifles and other such infantry arms in their modified feet. Their hoods make it hard to see their faces, but as they rise they turn to stare at Noel. Their eyes are covered in a myriad of lenses and optical equipment.
>Noel smiles and waves to the fliers outside.
>The leader of the flight smiles, waves at Noel with one of her feet, and then the flight breaks away and ahead of the transport. As they do so, the transport finally rises above the ash and dust.
>The entire western horizon is ablaze. A curtain wall of black smoke dominates the world and cuts the very sky in half. Patches of fire dot the parts of the city that haven’t been claimed by Baal’s front yet.
>Noel feels an acute sense of vertigo. She’s been here before.
There is a helmet.
There is a face.
There is sound and wind and fire.
There is a roaring all around you.
A girl’s face.
You’ve never seen it before.
The rushing air pushes her hair back.
Her skin darkens in the heat.
Her eyes boil away.
Her flesh turns to ash.
The bones disintegrate in the face of the fire.
“Mary! Mary!” Someone is yelling.
The roar consumes you.
--
The city is beneath you. Flying so quickly. The wind whips your hair.
You have to get back! Where are-
"Mary! Mary!"
The ground comes up to meet you.
[Noel gains the memory fragment: War]
>Betty scowls as she looks out the window at the flaming horizon. "Great scenery. Can't wait to get a closer look." She moves to lean against the wall.
[15/?]

>>80538632
>Noel flops backward against the cabin wall and fumbles for one of the overhead handles while she looks into the middle distance. Eventually her hand finds one and she just sort of hangs there like a droopy sapling on a string.
>"Hey, hey," Feliz says soothingly, leaning over and rubbing at Noel's shoulders with one hand - the other remaining tightly gripped on a safety cord, "Stay with us now."
>"Mary..." Noel mutters quietly after Feliz nudges her.
>"What's going on? You're not losing it are you Noel?" Betty walks over next to Feliz. "Not like this is the first time you've dived head first into certain doom."
>"I think she's remembered someone burning up." Feliz guesses, based off the name. And the fire. "Don't worry. I'm sure they can be brought back, if they haven't already, yeah? We just gotta make sure there's a place for them to be brought back to."
>"I'm- uhhh, yeah no, what?" Noel clears her throat "Right. I'm back. Just old memories, dead friends. Let's send the devil's buck back where it belongs."
>"Like in the blast we were in before we woke up?" Betty presses Feliz. "Thought the higher ups said we were the only ones that came out of that."
>"No, no." Noel corrects. "Falling out of the sky. I think it was a crash."
>Betty stares at Noel for a moment.
>A small, muffled squeak from one of the pouches on Betty's vest diverts her attention. She unbuttons the flap as a ragged looking squirrel with a missing eye peaks out. "Hey Ru. Don't worry. We'll be fine. Not like we'll be going down with Aker on board." Betty moves to lean against the wall again as she scratches the squirrel's head.
[16/?]

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>>80538824
>Noel perks up a bit at the sound and looks over to Betty. "Cute Squirrel. Its it a he or a she? How long have you had them?"
>"He's been with me for a while," Betty answers. "Not sure why he stays, what with all the crap we go through. He's not alive though, so guess he doesn't really have much to lose." Betty pats the pouch that Rufus is sitting in and looks back out the window. "Probably gonna be a bumpy ride."
>A deafening horn blast pierces the rotor noise.
>“Elizabeth! Altitude!” Aker barks.
>A black deer skull pierces the wall of smoke, fire licking along its teeth.
>Another horn blast.
>A wall of fire is racing toward the transport.
>The engines whine as the pilot kicks the throttle up, and sure enough they're climbing. Climbing…
>The wall is gaining.
>“Everyone brace!” Aker shouts as he wraps a fist around a lifeline.
>The engine's exhaust vents are glowing red in the dim light.
>Not enough.
>The firewall slams into the transport. The heat itself is momentary enough to only singe hair, but the windwall with it...
>The transport tips. Spirals.
>The city is a blur beneath them.
>Aker vanishes from the transport as the sky spins.
>Elizabeth’s voice blares over the intercom. “Hard landing! Hard landing!”
!!!!
[17/?]

>>80538903
>There's a ringing in the heads of the Dolls. The crumpled body of the transport is wrapped around all three of them, but... everyone appears to be intact. The transport is on its side, Noel is wedged into the rear corner, secured by a wisely applied buckle. Betty and Feliz are tangled uncomfortably in the lifelines but otherwise intact. The only view outside they have is the sky from the loading door that now happens to be facing skyward.
>Elizabeth's voice crackles over the radio. She sounds a bit disheveled herself. "All present...?" Without the sound of the wind and the engines the party can actually hear it as she tries to manipulate some of the craft's control surfaces. "Bird's shot. And I'm, uh, stuck for now. Can you three pop your heads out and see where we landed? And see if Bossman landed nearby? I think I saw him fall out early in the spin."
>There's the sound of something shifting behind the wall between the party and the cockpit. If they listen closely the party can hear Elizabeth grumbling under her breath about 'that heavy motherfucker.'
>"Here." Noel sounds off as she gives up grappling with her belt and simply cuts it away with a pulse from her plasma cutter.
>Taking a breath, Feliz releases her death grip on the pull cord. "Here. Betty?"
>"Here. Not happy about it though." Betty cuts at the lifelines twisted around her in an attempt to regain mobility. "We'll get a visual in a sec. Just gotta... get... out."
>"I've got you." Feliz takes a wary glance out of the bird before moving to assist Betty.
>There's a fair deal of grumbling, untangling, and general confusion as the party gets their bearings and eventually gets themselves free of their bindings. Things can be heard shifting back and forth in the cockpit as the Dolls work.
>Eventually, Feliz waves over Noel and gestures up toward the rim of the loading door. "Can I get a hand up?"
[18/?]

>>80539845
>"Sure thing. Up periscope." Noel bends her knees, grabs Feliz, then straightens up and lifts her up so Feliz can just see over the rim of the aircraft's floor.
>Feliz pokes her head up and over the wreckage and takes in the street around her.
>They’ve landed smack between a pair of sizable skyscrapers. Or things that used to deserve the name; they’re just very, very tall piles of rubble now.
>Long shadows dance hither and thither in the orange light. At the far end of the street is the wall of flame.
>And a wall of Baal’s forces.
>A woman with exceedingly long, digitigrade legs towers over a line of heavily armed and armored infantry. They march in lockstep ahead of her. In the shifting light, she can just make out the glimmer of spider-silk-like strings leading from the woman's fingers down to the horde.
>Every one of them glows like hot coals.
>"Ooh yeah," Feliz murmurs gravely, "We've got plenty of friends. Few dozen of them. Mostly mooks. Tall woman with beast legs. She's got the horde on strings. They're marching right on over."
>"Fantastic. They know we're up?" Betty asks.
>"Want me to lower you? Or turn you to see if we have friendlies or better cover?" Noel follows.
>"Dunno." Feliz replies. "Doesn't seem like she sees me, but she might just not give a shit. Looks like the big girl's melee... Ah. Good point." Feliz glances behind her at Noel's prompting. "Nah. No friends."
>There's a creaking sound in the cockpit. "Shiiiiiit!"
>Elizabeth switches the comms off and swears profusely through the cabin wall before flipping them on again. "My ejector tabs are stuck! They bent in the crash!"
>"Damn," Betty grunts. "Well, guess we're stuck here for the whole party."
>"Betty, let's set up on the back and suppress, yeah?" Feliz is already getting her rifle out as she climbs up and out of Noel's hands.
>"Sounds good to me." Betty is getting a grip on one of the safety lines to pull herself up.
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>>80540353
I like this. It shows how odd doll bodies can get as they repair and rebuild themselves with what's available.

>>80540401
>Noel swoops in instead. "Sure thing." She wraps an arm around Betty's midsection and lifts her up and out of the cabin.
>Betty starts as Noel hefts her out of the craft. "OK SHIT THAT WORKS TOO!"
>"I'll be right back Liz. We just have to deal with the welcome wagon," Noel hollers toward the cockpit wall as she rises out of the wreckage herself.
>The forces of Baal are arrayed before them.
>Noel lights her cutter.
>Betty revs her Eviscerator.
>[BATTLE, START]
[20/??]

Storytime has to be continued tomorrow. There's quite a bit of reconstruction I have to do on this fight and it's well past my curfew. See you lads tomorrow!

>>80525005
>hit me up with some weird or interesting ideas

I want to describe some of the PCs and NPCs of the game I'm running to you but I don't have the words to do them justice at the moment.

>>80540401
Sleep well Anon.

>>80504443
I can't tell if these are angry bones or scared bones.

>>80542081

Clearly scared.

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>>80542081
>>80543148
>implying they aren't funny bones

>>80540418
Thanks i didnt think about any of that i just opened the thread and drew something

What flavor of gross cute dead robot zombie girl is the best

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>>80525826
>>80529075
merged the two, hope that's ok

>>80523474
>>80546349
I like variety.

One of the am y things I've liked about running a Nechronica game is how I can get creative with what is running around in the world.

>>80547422
Oh my god.
I want you to draw Coleo, Imp, and Melico so bad.

I but they have undergone changes in appearance over time so I need to figure out what versions of them I want.

>>80547479
who?

>>80547422
This is really cool.
The Jerry cans strapped to the legs, that components in varying states of repair, the mixing of different parts with different aesthetics.

It looks like they have both been rebuilding with what is available, and had the time to try to look decent.

A very strange combination of factors that makes it feel like they are living in a situation very different to our own.

Then again when you don't have to eat I suppose that gives you more time to make the most of what you do have, hense how they look at once like they have put themselves stogetber with limited parts that weren't meant to go together originally, while also looking like they have put in work to look nice and semetricsl and be adapted to work as best they can manage.

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>>80547497
That anon is probably my GM. Those are the PCs in our campaign which we've storytimed some of in previous threads (though the storytime has been on hiatus for a minute due to my work schedule turning to ass + some other IRL obligations) Pic related is my character, Coleo. She's a pure Baroque doll styled after a centipede.
If you'd like to take a crack at her, her current description is pretty much as follows (complicated, because I had too much fun with her anatomy):
>light skin
>amber eyes
>eyes have no 'whites.' She has compound eyes made of overlapping pupils and irises
>dark hair
>hair is short because she had to regenerate her scalp, so it looks like she got a buzzcut
>pair of antenna that curl into a spiral and sit pretty close to her head
>lower jaw is actually a pair of mandibles coverered with white chitin. She can manipulate them like a normal human jaw or split them open to swallow large portions of food or bite things
>a seam continues down from her mandible and splits the vertical middle of her neck, traveling down to where her torso ends and the centipede trunk begins
>skin only extends from her head down to her shoulders and first pair of arms.
>2nd and 3rd pair of arms are covered in chitin plates and the fingers on those hands end in sharp claws
>skin past her clavicle transitions into a mesh of overlapping chitin scales. This can hang loose on her skeleton or be pulled taught depending on if she's standing at her full 6ft 2in of height or not
>no organs in her torso, just bones and muscle, so she looks cartoonishly slim
>upper torso can open up along the middle seam into a massive mouth. A serrated muscle mounted to her sternum is used to cut up large chunks of meat for her to eat
>Centipede from the hips down
>her centipede trunk has 24 legs
>when standing, her trunk is ~2.5ft tall
>wider sections like a common garden centipede, rides on longer legs tho
>she commonly sits with the trunk coiled into a spiral, a bit like a snake.

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>>80547422
I'm bazooka anon. It's great.
I'm sorely tempted to just rip this art and make my next doll based on it because you have officially just illustrated my single favorite representation of the Extra Head part.

Out of curiosity, do you happen to take any inspiration from Keith Thompson? The arms and legs on this doll strongly remind me of his 'Sequester' mech suit concept.

>>80549010
maybe, we'll have to see tomorrow
>>80549558
Good to hear, feel free to use it for your game.
I know of Keith Thompson, but I wasn't actively thinking of his work when drawing this.

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>>80547422
gawdamn, thats some sick shit. i find human like mechas to be unsettling.

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You know Nechronica undead would be perfect for a game that revolves around high speed dangerous races with combat.

Like a mad cross between podracing and Mario kart.

Because the racers have a chance of surviving to race again.

>>80534862
It's more that I'd want them to go to the gigantic evil tower piercing through the clouds and into space. I assume most dolls would see the gigantic evil fortress that seems to be the source of the horrors, and go the other fucking way. Best I can think of is leaving evidence that other dolls went there before.

>>80552314
I know you are talking about the concept not the game mechanics of undead, but I wonder what would be a good way to approach homebrewing races, in this case races with pilots and vehicles, for Nechronica.

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>>80552744
Part of the issue is that Nechronica's mechanics are so based around killing the opponent. Even in racing games with weapons and such, the core of the game is movement and maneuvering based - jockeying for position to be the first over the line. I'm having a hard time figuring out a satisfying way you would represent that on Nechronica's battle map.

>>80552703
Give evidence that they were there before. (Fun thing about dolls having holes in their memory and recovering memory fragments being a game mechanics is you can tempt players with stuff like that since the players don't have complete knowledge of their character's past)
Evidence that something they care about is there.
Bait them.

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>>80552703
As someone whose campaign partially took place in a pseudo space elevator, you just need to give the Dolls a personal stake in the location.

Or railroad them. Nechronica is a system that railroading kind of works pretty well in because one of the core conceits of the game is that the party is already being lead around by the nose for the Necromancer's entertainment.

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>>80553286

Maybe have the finish line X rounds away.
Tartarus is the "top" of the map
Map segments lower than Eden are Eden X
So 1 below Eden is Eden 1, two below Eden is Eden 2

At the start of each round everybody moves 10 down the map.

Final placing in the race is determined by the order people get to Tartarus in the last round and/or closeness to Tartarus at the end of the last round.

Have everyone start the race in in Eden if you want to force early violence to represent everyone starting the race closely packed and so in easy range of eachother

Or start everyone in Eden 5 if you don't want to force violence early.

The necromancer should plan what obstales to spawn on the map at the start of each round and where they are to spawn.

This structure assumes the race does not use a lap structure.

>>80555570
To clarify

The X representing the number of rounds and the X in Eden X are two entirely unrelated numbers.

>>80555570
>Oops! All Eden!
I feel like this is going to require a major rebalance of movement/forced movement options. If you tried to port this into the game as-is, I think you'd quickly run into a clusterfuck of everyone just brawling it out in Eden 17-20 and then running down to the end.

I assume you'd also take out the end-of-round Madness Point for the duration of the race? Otherwise you're going to be racking them up just because of how long movement normally takes.

>>80555716

Yeah I assumed at the conception of this idea that end of round madness would be suspended for the race, and then didn't think about it again and so didn't think to include it when I actually started typing.

Since we are talking about vehicle racing not footracing I assume everyone would have access to parts at least as fast as animal legs.

I wonder if having that much speed available would mitigate the power of pilots with forced movement skills or parts.

The idea of a psychedelic using the force to their advantage is amusing but could also be broken AF.

Same with using wire reel to try to pull a teammate up or pull an openent into melee range.

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>>80555570
>>80555716

Do you think a rule where
> If you make 0 forward progress after the start of a round, then when you hit 0 AP, or go into negstive AP, you are disqualified or eliminated.

Would encourage forward movement and not just getting into a murder pile in the bottom Edens?

>>80555982
I was going to ask what happens if you start a round in Tartarus, but the rule says "after the start of a round" which means the rule applies to not making forward progress after being moved down the map at the start of the round.
So from the rule's point of view nobody ever starts in Tartarus.

While I only made the example map go to Eden 20, I figured if anyone fell behind that you would just mark their token with what Eden number they are really in and stick them in 20.

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Would the symptoms and signs used in the Deep Space 9 episode Equilibrium be a good way to handle a big memory fragment starting to surface?

How does one get into the head of a necromancer so I can play them appropriately when the dolls meet them.

>>80557364
>How does one get into the head of a necromancer

With giant scissors.
Or meatsnake and super strength.

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>>80556545
I'm not familiar with DS9. Elaborate?

>>80557364
The same way you try to get into any other character's head.
>core motivations
>what sort of longterm goals do they have?
>Why did they create the party?
>How does the party fit into their plan?
>personality quirks
>what/who are their plans threatened by?
>what sort of themes are you going for with this character in the first place?
One of my campaigns had the Necromancer as a warrior poet god-king trying to sheperd the party out of harms way before he nuked himself to destroy the people that had undone all his work.
Another was an impartial AI that was essentially putting new bodies together at random (base templates + random variances) and trying to use them to revive specific people it saw as valuable to the continuation/restart of humanity on Earth. To it, the party were just failed experiments that had been shuffled off into storage at the start of the game. It basically ignored our party completely until the final chapter of the campaign, where we eventually ended up on it's radar as useful after taking out some smalltime threats and proving ourselves capable against some larger ones it was already trying to deal with.

Both of these Necromancers were ultimately altruistic but the king that personally tries to safeguard you as everything is collapsing around you and the AI that simply shoves Savants and Dolls into a closet because it doesn't have the resources to do anything more with them are going to be completely different in practice.

The only thing to really keep in mind I guess is that Necromancers tend to be several orders of magnitude stronger than your standard party. It's not inconceivable that a Necromancer could be put under threat by standard Dolls, but a Necromancer like that is going to be a pretty different character to the one whose found a weather machine and likes to impersonate Zeus by evaporating undead hordes with lightning storms.

>>80556071
20 spaces is probably enough for any race you'd want to run, really. Dictate length of the race by length of the map, start at the bottom (or in the appropriate Eden if you don't want to fiddle with it), first one through Tartarus wins.

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>>80558864

>that Necromancers tend to be several orders of magnitude stronger than your standard party.

Well, this is not really true. A necromancer is just whatever can raise undead, it can run from a 7 year old that has no other real capabilities to immortal, inscrutable superbeings. "Kill the necromancer" is a very common end of campaign/arc goal for a game so to say they're beyond party capabilities like that is misleading.

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>>80562059
That's a mistake on my end. I specifically meant to type '0 favor' in front of party and again in 'standard dolls' and somehow managed to miss it both times (and again on my own reread before posting).
In this case I meant to say a party fresh out of character creation.

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>>80540441
Karma for this combat: Save Elizabeth
>Noel takes the forward position, flanked by Betty as Feliz posts up by the downed transport
>the opfor includes the Herald Savant, two larger undead toting flamethrowers, two more toting high caliber automatic rifles, and a swarm of infantry
>Betty and Feliz go first.
>Feliz pings one of the flamethrower undead with a shot from her rifle, tripping Betty's Drama of Death.
>Betty lands a fat crit pretty much first thing and cleaves the poor Horror in half
>Noel's count rolls around and she triggers Cold Light, which casts a soft halo around her head
>On the same count, the Herald raises a new Legion from the ashes
>the entire midfield devolves into a brawl as Noel marches straight into the midst of the enemy.
>Feliz and Betty continue to pick out targets to tag team, with Feliz essentially 'marking' targets with her rifle for Betty to cleave apart
>the second flamethrower unit only got to move once before sharing a similar fate to the first
>the gunners in the rear of the enemy formation, too far from Feliz and too befuddled by Noel's Cold Light to reliably target Betty, lay into Noel with everything they have
>the Herald is creating Legions and amalgamating them into new Horrors as quickly as she can but can't keep up with Betty's destructive pace as the Doll continues to chew through the hordes like a ccombine harvester.
>The Herald isn't helped by the fact that Noel keeps using her Psychedlic skills to forcefully yank the Herald out of position, at once spending the Herald's actions on forced movement and getting her close enough for Betty to stagger with the Eviscerator.
>most of the Legions down and the Herald being dealt with, Feliz starts taking apart the gunners in the far back.
>It's hardly even a fight for the Herald. She falls under Betty and Noel's combined assault in short order, leaving just the gunners in the back alongside a smattering of Legion units
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>>80562930
>Noel triggers Shared Loss on the fresh gunner, crippling it
>Betty comes in just behind her.
>Betty triggers Calamity, followed shortly by every support she still has left as she makes a mad swing with the Eviscerstor.
>the entire enemy backline vanishes in a spray of embers and whirling steel

>Ending Tally
>Enemy losses: Total
>Feliz: Untouched
>Betty: Minor damage
>Noel: Moderate damage
>Elizabeth is safe: Karma acquired
>Madness Neutral
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>>80562978
>that thumbnail
That is definitely smaller than the file I saved.
Think a couple of my images got borked in a recent data transfer. That's annoying.

>>80562930 #
>Herald Savant,
>two larger undead toting flamethrowers
>two more toting high caliber automatic rifles
>a swarm of infantry

What do these motherfuckers look like?

Are they generic zombies,
Robots that look like iphones,
Leather clad biker mutants,
Skeletons covered in dried out meat?

Do you get your parts back after a fight or do you have to take the ones your enemies left?

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>>80563648
Mostly generic undead. Herald is described here >>80540401, I forgot to actually name them in the original storytime post though. Picture a woman's silhouette on fire and you basically have it. The gunners and flamethrower undead were just larger and more heavily equipped versions of Baal's infantry, so they're just moderately taller fire zombies with meaner equipment.

I'll try and be more descriptive in the next fights. Something about writing combat always manages to fry my brain after I actually get started and I wind up leaving out random shit.

>>80563813
Certain parts automatically repair after combat, but generally you'll either need to scavenge new parts from your opponent (the available number of how many of each type is calculated off of enemy threat level) or you'll need parts like First Aid Kit and Coffin which allow you to repair a certain number of parts on a doll that is not yourself.

>>80563813
>Do you get your parts back after a fight or do you have to take the ones your enemies left?

Mechanically the difficulty of the fight factors into calculations of how many basic and reinforcement parts you can repair by salvaging the remains of enemies (with some people throttling this down to make survival more of a challenge since otherwise fights just star RAINING repair resources. In fact the Dallas game that is being storytimed in this thread had reduced repair resource outputs from fights [I played Noel]. It made us think more about our plans in combat since we needed to succeed while losing as few parts as possible.
It definately made me feel more engaged. )

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>>80563958
>tfw you have to repair another doll's Boy part

>>80563902

Like in the fight that just happened for example Noel did a lot of tanking because she could lose the most parts while still being able to contribute meaningfully to combat.

That said we just barely had enough resources after the fight to get fixed back up.

>>80540353
Saved this I have.

>>80547422
Badass this is.

>>80558864
>I'm not familiar with DS9.
Netflix have do you not?

>>80564043
End up killing her adoptive parent does she not?

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>>80564177
not necessarily

>>80564177
Netflix dropped all the stuff I was interested in watching years ago and these days I generally dislike them as a company.

>>80564007
IIRC I gave you guys like 5 parts total? Need to go back and look at the edits on your sheets but I think Betty had like two basic parts broken by the end of combat, one of which was fixed while Noel got the lion's share of parts + first aid kit because she spent the entire fight being a target for the gunners.

>>80564422
>>80564043
Headpat simulator.

>>80558864
>one whose found a weather machine and likes to impersonate Zeus by evaporating undead hordes with lightning storms

Ya' should'nta given me that idea, but I'm glad ya did.

>>80505524
How did you get the group for this game together?

I want to play but don't know how to find people for Nechronica.

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>>80566690
not exactly but actually yes

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> ' thank you for keeping our restrooms clean. if you see anyone making a mess let me know and I'll clean them up too. '

>>80523619
>Please post insane signs, notices, offers, warnings, posters, billboards, and other similar things for inspiration

Here.

>>80568726
Thank you very much.

>>80568918 You're welcome.

>>80568223
It looks like a broken doll got sent back in time to an era when humans still ruled the earth.

>>80557364
>How does one get into the head of a necromancer so I can play them appropriately when the dolls meet them.

Watch this. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=qKobL5oj3Zg&pp=sAQA
Jack is how a necromancer sees themself.

Nobody else sees reality this way.

>>80562978
I would like some more please.

>>80558864 >>80570665 These are brilliant.

But I like this. >>80557819

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>>80568189
I knew all of them already. I GM'd this game as a way to give my longterm GM (Noel) a break and help him with his burnout.

Noel is the GM for another one of my games (the Coleo/England game if you've been around for that storytime) and Betty and Feliz are my party members in that game.

I've known Betty's player since middle school, and he DM'd a long running IRL game for our highschool friend group. I've been online friends with Feliz's player for a long time and he GM'd my first Nechronica game a while back along with a mutual friend of ours. I met Noel's player while storytiming that game and he asked me if I would be interested in another game, I said yes and wound up recruiting Feliz and Betty's players to that campaign.

>TL;DR:
I met Noel on 4chan and knew the other two beforehand, and we'd already been playing Nechronica for a while before this.

Generally speaking, I think if you have any players who enjoy horror games and weeaboo magic fightan then Nechronica shouldn't be a hard sell. You may just need to downplay the yuri parts of the game, which is what my group does anyway.

>>80570679
It'll be up tomorrow night (or possibly piecemeal throughout the day). I had to go up to a property after work and try to keep one of my trees from splitting in half, so I only walked through the door at 9pm and I gotta be up by 5 tomorrow. Good news is that I'm slated for a slow day at work tomorrow, so I should have time to put together more stuff on my downtime.

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>>80572105
>try to keep one of my trees from splitting in half

Do you run an orchard?

>>80572276
I wish, but no. I purchased a house last year and have been working on it, and there are mature trees on the lot. The largest one split some time recently and I just noticed the other week. Had to go up tonight and put a pair of ratcheting straps on it to keep it from getting any worse until we can get some actual braces put in (hopefully in the next couple weeks).

No real idea how I'm going to ratchet the thing together. I guess I'll have to do some research on my downtime.

The thing that gets me about players of this game is all the character art they find. Where the hell do you all pull it from? Especially the weirder ideas.
I may or may not be on the lookout for something that matches my character.

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You know that scene in Clone Wars where palpatine gets thrown off a high balcony and his response is to use the force to yank his opponents off after him?

Could you do the same thing to a single opponent with a rapid forced move part, or responding to a forced move with a forced move of your own if you are both on the same count.

Like boost or wire reel?

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>>80573075
There is literally an artist taking requests in this thread. Make a request before it's too late!

See >>80525005

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>>80573075
Unironically, Pinterest has a lot of good content if you can figure out how to dig through it. They've actually figured out how to web similar images together and clicking through things that are close to what you want but not quite what you're looking for has a pretty decent chance of returning something you can make use of.

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>>80573075
One of my players is an artist, another has powerful Bing-fu.

That helps.

Also I collect lots of random inspiration images and people post cool shit on 4chan sometimes which I save on sight.

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>>80573255
Why are their tits amongst all that hardware?

is there a convenient way to play this without centering it all around little girls?

i genuinely couldn't care less myself and the system looks unbelievably sick, but there's absolutely no way i could link my party the wiki without putting them off the whole thing

>>80573097
You could respond with your own Rapid movement manuever, yes. With the caveat that if your response would move your target out of range for their own manuever then you wouldn't move, because your target's manuever would get canceled.

I should go into the archives some day just to tally up how many times I've written the word 'manuever'

>>80573624

The system takes to re-fluffing very well.

There is nothing stopping you from playing adults. Everyone has emotional and mental vulnerabilities.

The sanity system works for adults or children and all parts and skills are easily refluffed.

>>80573624
You can just have the PCs be older. Young adult (early 20s) works OK as long as your players get with the program on the whole 'not mentally stable' and 'battle is inherently traumatic' and 'anime as shiiiiiiit' parts.

A lot of the charm the game is sold on has to do with the juxtaposition of innocence and the cold reality of the apocalypse colliding head on, but the system is flexible enough to not necessarily require you to play that way.

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>>80573075
I use Tumblr archive and viewer sites to pick through the corpses of blogs that were were shut down or fell in the great NSFW purge.

Some of those blogs are treasure troves of lost art that's great for wierd characters.

>>80568223
Isn't headpat simulator a genre of games now?

>>80573785
>Young adult (early 20s) works OK as long as your players get with the program on the whole 'not mentally stable' and 'battle is inherently traumatic' and 'anime as shiiiiiiit' parts.

You don't need to be a YOUNG adult for those things to work well either.
And I don't mean "really 700 years old" type stuff either.

Most people are fragile things and I'm not talking about physically.

>>80573150
I may be retarded but thanks for spoon feeding me anon!
>>80573255
I’ll dig though there at some point then.
>>80573348
>one of my players is an artist
Eternally fortunate
>>80573898
>tumblr archive
Didn’t realize that existed

>>80525005
If you’re still taking requests, and thank you very kindly in advance.
>has a nice dress as the treasure
>up to you if she’s just skinny or she lacks any flesh between pelvis and rib cage entirely - she’s cybernetic so go nuts on the mechanical stuff.
>character has a kind of angel motif going, but the wings are made out of recognizably human limbs.
>for halo, think ‘sun disk behind the head’. Don’t care if it’s fleshy or mechanical. Don’t care if it’s square or circular. Make it weird.
>wings are also covered in eyes. Don’t care if they’re human eyes or cameras, whichever is the weirder image to you.
>wings also have retractable razor blades
>wings are large enough to cover someone else as well.
>always calm and measured.

>>80573756
>>80573785
a guess a better way to phrase my question is do you know of a better way to reskin it than manually renaming the relevant material then reorganizing all the information players would need to know into my own text documents or something similar?

i get that it's technically just a bit of fluff putting on the emphasis on being young girls and they've enjoyed playing call of cthulhu before so i don't think there'd be any issues getting them on board with the general tone, but most of them are the type of people that would be outright uncomfortable reading about things like the classes if they're presented alongside pictures of children

>>80573942
Oh you wanna fuck someone up good and proper?
Wreck their shit so bad they’re convinced they legitimately have no future. That they’re simply trucking along on inertia, that all their ‘life story’ so to speak is in the past and is a finished project.
>a man can endure any how so long as he has a why
As the famous quote goes, but the corollary to that is ‘remove all the whys, and there’s no reason left to endure’.

>>80574035
>Copy the skills to a text document that you can keep on hand as a replacement for the wiki
>Rewrite the entries for each class/position to better reflect your home brew setting.
>Rewrite flavor text from the skills/parts for the same reason.
You’ll have to rewrite the basic rules for a group like that anyway (has a bad case of the ‘clearly sounded far better in its native language’) so just take the plunge. I did it, not as daunting as you might think. Game’s really small and most of it is DM specific anyway.
Also, refluff boy as something else entirely if you’re in a normie group.

>>80574282
i actually think the cold, stilted nature of translated japanese kind of adds to the setting ironically enough, but i'll probably try exactly this as soon as i can find time to convince them to try out something new
the alternative was scrapping the system for parts to add to my homebrew anyway, but that seemed a bit ambitious without trying the system as written first
>refluff boy as something else entirely if you're in a normie group.
i'm not sure i follow your meaning

>>80574475
Boy is a part.
It may be literal, it may be a euphemism (I’ve seen plenty of arguments on either side).
Given all it does is make conversation checks more reliable, it’s easy to refluff.

>>80574538
ah, i see, i had only skimmed the parts lists.
i'd be curious to know what the original japanese is but there's no way i could be assed to find the untranslated pdf
anyways thanks for the recommendations

>>80574475
>i actually think the cold, stilted nature of translated japanese kind of adds to the setting ironically enough

I agree. Paradoxically it also makes re-fluffing easier. The translation feels alien, so swapping the entire setting for a different one (I've heard of at least 3 games set on Mars and more set in different interpretations of sci-fi or science fantasy space, as well as the Dallas and Aqen game's alt-futureNorth America and the Gravel game's alt-future Afroeurasia, and whatever the fuck is going on in the Melico game and the Good Morning game) without introducing terminal awkward is pretty easy cause you are starting out having already crossed that line twice.

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>>80574779
It's actually really REALLY hard hard to get your hands an original japanese pdf. Not trying for it is a smart move.

>>80573898
>I use Tumblr archive and viewer sites to pick through the corpses of blogs that were were shut down or fell in the great NSFW purge.
>Some of those blogs are treasure troves of lost art that's great for wierd characters.

My dark skinned brother of African extraction!

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>>80574282
>Oh you wanna fuck someone up good and proper?
>Wreck their shit so bad they’re convinced they legitimately have no future. That they’re simply trucking along on inertia, that all their ‘life story’ so to speak is in the past and is a finished project.
>>a man can endure any how so long as he has a why
>As the famous quote goes, but the corollary to that is ‘remove all the whys, and there’s no reason left to endure’.

>>80574010
>wings are large enough to cover someone else as well

What does this mean?

>>80575894
Should have elaborated, I’m going to be picking up the protect skill from the Stacy list, and given mechanically the wings are meat shields, that’s how I was gonna flavour it (she’s using the wings to shield her sisters)

>>80574035
There's a .pdf someone made that omits the artwork that sounds like it might be useful to you. I'll see if I can dig it up.

some retard is getting paid to destroy nechronica by another faggot on some discord server.
Just sayin'

>>80578162
Probably just some autist with a bot. Apparently servers all over the service have been getting botted to death for one reason or another. It's actually grown into a massive issue for the company, last I heard.

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>>80578162
He is getting paid to make a version of nech that removes the Loli
Even though he thunks anime Grylls are essential to nech

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>>80573942
I know you don't have to be, but a lot of the game's flavor is predicated on playing characters that really just don't have the mental tools to properly grasp what's happening in the world around them. That's why you have Dolls develop unhealthy coping mechanisms in the form of (most) Position skills and co-dependent Fetters.

These behaviors and neuroses manifest in adults too, but a lot of them are learned during the formative years and into early adulthood while the brain is still developing, past thirty or so you get into the territory where individuals are better able to adapt their behavior to their surroundings in according to their preconceived principles; they're less morally flexible because they've already been through the trial-and-error ethics phase in their life and have a system in place that they think works and makes sense.

Again, I'm not saying you can't play Nechronica with older adults. I just think you wind up with a notably different sort of content if you extend the age bracket much farther than the early 20s.

>>80578628
This is pretty much what I picture when I think of what it feels like to get hit with a spirit attack. I can only imagine how unpleasant it would be to experience a scene like this while in motion.

>>80578628
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4kVjNEpVRKA
lol i look at the posts on the discord and notepad anon is getting paid to strip the little girls out of Nechronica at his own dismay

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>>80573372
Because juxtaposing the feminine with the military industrial aesthetic is the point.

>>80580941
Oh ok then.

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>>80562978
>Her legs ruined in the engagement, Noel floats over the battlefield and back toward the transport under the power of her own telekinesis, the tattered remains of her legs trailing behind her like streamers off a pinata.
>Betty trails just behind her, not much worse for wear at all. She stops short while Noel continues around to the transports cockpit. "Feliz, think you can patch up Noel? I'm gonna take a look around."
>"Sure thing. Be careful, yea?" Feliz says, somewhat cheerfully now that the enemy has been decimated.
>Betty waves her off as she turns back to the battlefield. "Don't worry, I won't get lost. More worried that Feliz is gonna break something while cutting Elizabeth out."
>Noel comes to a perfectly still halt over the canopy of the transport vehicle, though the transparent alloy playing is already so caked in soot and ash that it's all but completely opaque. "Hang on Liz. I'm gonna cut you out. Lean to the wall now. Three. Two. One..."
>She plunges her plasma cutter into the topmost panel of the cannopy and begins cutting.
>"Ack!" Elizabeth squeaks as the sparks start flying. "Stop! Stop!"
>Noel can hear her through the cockpit glass this time. She hasn't thought to turn on the comm.
>Noel shuts off her plasma cutter and lines her mouth and an eye up with the glowing slot in the canopy. "What's wrong?"
>An external speaker crackles to life. "There's- hang on! There's a set of latches on the cockpit glass. I just need you to pop those."
>"Oh." Noel reactivates her cutter and sticks the manual release handles like bubble wrap with a needle.
>"That was easy."
[23/?]

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>>80581930
>The canopy pops free without ceremony.
>"I'm stuck..." Liz grumbles. Noel can see her now that the soot-caked glass is out of the way. From the waist down she's integrated completely into the craft's cockpit. Her arms are both cybernetic implants. Connectors are visible on her wrists, though they've been unplugged now that the craft is downed. Aside from her flight helmet, she's just wearing an olive drab T-shirt.
>She's hanging askew in her mount. "The crash bent the locking tabs in my mounting socket. Can you..." she motions to a warped piece of metal pressing up against her side. "-really carefully- cut this part here?"
>"I've cut nosehair with this thing," Noel assures, flaring her cutter for emphasis. "Just hold really still."
>She floats down inside the cockpit, the glow of he hair cranking up to full and bathing the area in soft light as she assesses the job before carefully going to work.
>Elizabeth picks up cussing again as the metal starts to heat up. She slams a fist against a control panel. "Hot-hot-hot-FUCKING HOT!" And then there's a creak and the sound of shearing metal as Liz lurches and falls out of her socket. A pair of very basic mechanical legs follow her out, kicking weakly as she rolls out of the cockpit. She hisses in pain, hands on the cooked-red section of her waist. "Gaw, that stings!"
>"Awww. Want me to kiss it better?" Noel says with mock sweetness.
>"Don't make fun of the chairforce, Noel." Feliz pipes in from behind as she retrieves her first aid kit, "...and hold still; I need to take a look at the both of you." She brandishes a needle and aluminum thread.
>Liz snorts in equally mock derisiveness. "I thought the First Chosen weren't allowed to have a sense of humor." Then she turns to Feliz with an angry pout. "I'm not a jet jockey, either. Logistics division is rolled into the army." She leans down and smacks away the ash collecting in her knee joints. "The air support here is mostly all Mara's and Morte's kids, I hear."

>>80579909
>own dismay
If it bothers him so much then why continue. Why not hand back outstanding money and stop working on it?
>inb4 money
Self-loathing lasts longer than cash. Even the brokest, most shit out of luck fucks walk away from paychecks they find demeaning.

Q.e.d. He’s clearly not that dismayed.

>>80582948
>"Oh," Feliz says, genuinely sorry to have missed the distinction. "...I didn't know. Sorry." The bulk of her attention remains on getting Noel to sit still while she patches up her everything.
>"And how many First Chosen has Tin Legs Lizzy met before me?" Noel asks as she floats down from the cockpit.
>Liz waves off Feliz as she turns back around and starts rifling through the cockpit for something. "S'fine. I was told you guys were real scrambled anyway, right? You got caught up in a nasty flame wall or something." After a moment of fidgeting, a small compartment on the wall pops open, dropping a package into Elizabeth's waiting hand. "And I guess I haven't met any Chosen asides you," she says to Noel as she turns back around, inspecting her find. "But you guys, uh... do have a rep. With the silent marching and the white robes n'... stuff. S'not really personable."
>There's a series of clicks and clacks and suddenly Elizabeth is holding a short carbine in her hand. The receiver glows a dull red as the heatsink embedded over the trigger starts venting waste heat. "There we go."
>Betty finally returns to the group, carrying a modest heap of dessicated limbs and dry bones. "Alright, was able to scrounge up some stuff that didn't look too bad. You get Elizabeth out?" She looks over at the pilot. "Ah, good. Hope you're good with walking, because it looks like we'll be on foot from here." She dumps the pile of body parts off to the side and begins picking through them. "So, what we got here?"
>Seeing Feliz trying to reach for her, Noel moves again and parks herself in the air to the side of the now-open canopy, leaving the exit path clear for Elizabeth and in a slightly more convenient spot for Feliz.
>While she hovers there she reaches into her dress and begins feeling around. She blinks after a moment "Huh." then keeps searching. "Where it is? Gotta be in here somewhere."
[25/?]

>>80584767
>"Sit still, would you?" Feliz grumbles halfheartedly, "You'd think a girl missing her legs and half of her arms would wiggle less."
>Noel, apparently oblivious to Feliz's reprimand, sighs with relief as she fishes out a rectangular clam shell metal case with rounded edges. The metal is buffed to a mirror finish. One side is inscribed with a plate crossed by a fork and knife.
>It's Mara's meal needle case.
>She opens the case, quickly looks inside, and then grins. "They're still good."
>There are a set of six automatic injectors in the case, each labeled with a different dining theme ranging from 'Southern Comfort' to 'Extravagant Italian.' This case has been half-used already.
>Elizabeth perks up on seeing the tin. "Ooh. You got a chilimac in there?"
>Betty looks over to Feliz struggling with the floating Noel. "Speaking of missing legs, found a few spare." She holds out a disembodied thigh and a mostly intact foot. "See if they'll take?"
>Feliz blinks at that. "Um. Wha...." She turns a bit to Betty as she speaks up, "...ah... maybe. I'll probably need to splice something together... Noel's legs were very... unusual."
>"Chilli... Umm maybe she's got a day with that in it." Noel moves the empty injector rack to read the explanation card pressed up against the back wall of the case.
>Elizabeth quirks an eyebrow. "A day?" Then her eyes widen. "Aw, no way! They give you guys the multi-course ones?! Those're 'sposed to be expensive as balls!" She stabs the butt of her carbine into the dirt. "But... I guess Mara's the one who makes those anyways, isn't she? I guess she'd hand them out to her own dolls." She starts chewing on her own cheek like it's a pinch of snuff. "Man. I guess that's the way it just works out."
[26/?]

The meal needles were 100% Noel's idea, btw. I thought they made sense as a morale item so I went ahead and included them. Kind of the Doll equivalent of cigarettes.

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>>80585912
That's a clever concept. Undead clearly can't or have no use for eating, plus an atomic wasteland makes good food a myth.
Smoking girls is a great aesthetic, too bad tobacco likely can't grow in hell on earth.
Great story so far.

>>80587280
Glad you're enjoying it.
Technically good food is still a thing: humans are still around in this timeline and the Long Sequel hasn't quite come to pass [yet?]. But Dolls don't get any as standard because logistics are already a nightmare and it would be a huge commitment of resources for a small morale boost that they can just replicate with recreational drugs instead.
... Which sounds pretty grimdark presented that way, but Dolls don't get side effects from it, so no drawbacks.

>>80585912
>It's Noel's turn to look surprised. "Wait. When did she start selling you guys monomeals?"
>Elizabeth shrugs. "Forever now? Since before I enlisted. And sometimes the family will send a couple of nice ones out in the care packages. Been a while since those came through, though."
>"It's Mara's personal case so there's no junkfood in here." She holds the case out for Elizabeth to peruse. "Here. pick one."
>Elizabeth's eyes widen a bit at the mention of Mara's name. "Uh... thanks. That, uhm..." She peers into the case and picks out the capsule labeled 'Southern Comfort.' "Bet this is what those GIs felt like getting wine out of the Eagle's Nest," she mumbles mostly to herself. "... 'sept I guess Mara's actually nice and not shootin' at me."
>"Feliz, Betty. Want one?" Noel waves the case vaguely in the other dolls' direction. "You two were damned impressive out there. How long have you been working together?"
>Feliz shrugs, "I... suppose I can't say for certain, but quite some time." She eyes the case warily, "These are... what again?"
>"Long enough to be better together than not," Betty says for her part. She glances over the selection of injectors. "Think they're some kind of food? They supposed to be something good?"
>"Teetotalers..." Elizabeth grumbles. "I hope you two at least handed your ration out to someone who'd appreciate 'em."
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Who here is excited for the closest we are ever getting to a Nechronica movie to come out this October?

https://youtu.be/iPScwQ-FAbI

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>>80589214
Jiminy Christmas that looks grim.
Will probably go see it in theaters (if it's even available in theaters) just because I'm an artsy snob but damn that looks rough. Wonder if there's a solid plot or if it's more abstract.

>>80589214
I didn't know this was a thing until you posted it.

Im kinda impressed this thread is still kickin

>>80590083
apparently it'll be more abstract

>>80590091
yeah I only knew about it since yesterday

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>>80590651
Well Necromancy is kind of part and parcel with the setting.

>>80591386
>apparently it'll be more abstract
Kind of a shame because I like structured narratives but not a surprise. Should be interesting either way.

>>80588049
Storytime to continue tomorrow. I sort of forgot I had a game tonight.

>>80591044
Cool.

>>80587280
Thank you very much.

>>80592387
I’m going with ‘grey goo scenario, but it’s medical nanomachines’ for my explanation.

>>80588049
>"...Wouldn't know." Feliz shrugs. "...they're probably dead now, though."
>"Ehhh." Noel looks at the Feliz and Betty with worry. "Well, food's hard to come by these days, and humans will pay out the nose to get it. So we don't eat our food, Mara trades it. These let us still enjoy it. It's common to synch your shots with friends so you can enjoy your meals together. Though I've also heard some teams take off the labels stagger them on a long march and make a game of guessing who is going to taste what next."
>Betty shrugs. "Doesn't really seem like they'd be worth the weight and space in the field." Betty straightens and looks about. "Speakin' of which, we should probably move a bit further from the field of bodies here. Pretty sure Baal's not gonna be happy we tore up some of his pets."
>Noel blinks. "But they hardly weigh anything. Uhm, but yeah you're probably right. Are we set down there Feliz?" She looks down at where Feliz is putting her legs back together.
>"Maybe. Try wiggling your toes..." Feliz blinks, "you're supposed to have toes, right?"
>"Yes. Ten of them." Noel tilts her head and tries to wiggle them.
>They wiggle.
>Elizabeth gives Betty and Feliz a look. "We missed the actually dangerous part of the firewall, but the draft put us way past the LZ. And bossman's probably walking in that direction, too." She looks at Feliz. "And sorry to hear about your squad, too. But you're in good company for what it's worth."
>She kicks the butt of her carbine and catches it mid-spin. "The airport is going to be east of here. If we're lucky we'll just run into one or two more patrol forces and not... something nastier." She pulls her carbine's sling over her shoulder and adjusts her helmet. "Oh, and thanks for not ditching me."
>"The crash did a good enough job of that," Feliz says, smiling wryly.
[27/??]

>>80595606
>Elizabeth grimaces. "Very funny." She flips her goggles down and fidgets with some of the cords trailing between her helmet and neck, hooking and unhooking them apparently at random as she gripes something under her breath about 'that fat bastard.'
>"I think we're... maybe five clicks west of the lines? My nav's all bugged out from the crash too. Probably a loose connector in the projector." She looks down and checks over her carbine out of habit. "But the airport is hard to miss. We hit an overpass we can follow the signage."
>"Well, no point standin' around. Anything else in there worth taking with us?" Betty gestures at the wreckage.
>"Good question." Noel nods. "Flares? An emergency radio?"
>"Don't think flares would show very well," Feliz says, pointing at the orange-red sky.
>"Might be good to have if we need to go somewhere dark. Can only rely on Noel's hair so much," Betty counters.
>Liz fidgets with her helmet some more. "Dallas doesn't really have super extensive tunnel networks. You'll really only find those between the military holdouts but the city never adopted them for infrastructure, so we're going to be pounding pavement until we're outta here." As she talks, Elizabeth waves a dismissive hand toward the crumpled aircraft. "As for that thing, nah. It was lightened up to carry around captain Big and Tall so the only thing that was on it was this." She holds up her carbine demonstratively. "It was only ever meant to go back and forth between points of interest around here."
>"Then let's get goin'. Heading East, right?" Betty shoulders her weapon.
>Noel nods in agreement. "How fast are you on those legs Lizzy?"
>Elizabeth raises one leg and rolls her mechanical ankle around, testing its flexibility. "Good 'nuff. These things will carry me at about normal walking pace for my height."
[28/??]

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>>80594594
The website mentions 'warpigs' of some type. It may very well be a Nechronica-tier scenario with techno-wizards and biotechnology run amok.
Hope our explorer buddy in the trailer makes it out OK. He's got a cool look to him.

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>>80596439
>Noel nods, apparently satisfied with that, and turns to Betty. "Thanks for scavenging the parts Betty." She only just now notices Betty's mangled fingers and the hole in her right palm. "Wait, are you going to be all right with your hands like that?"
Self-inflicted btw. She got hit once by a Legion or something and then promptly cleared half the opfor.
>"Nothing I can't work with. What, you think I can't tear things apart if I've got a few shattered fingers?" Betty rolls her eyes. "Not like I'm missing my legs or anything."
>"As long as you're good with it." Noel hops down off her perch on the transport to the ground, bending her knees before coming back up into a stride.
>"What if you need to run?" Feliz asks Elizabeth, starting down the road, eyes scanning the buildings and rubble.
>Elizabeth shrugs, heels clinking against the asphalt as she follows along. "Same difference. Aker's stuff isn't fancy but it gets the job done and doesn't break. Would be nice to be one of the Chosen or one of the Artisan projects but... eh."
>"So Ba'al's big burning buck." Noel breaks in after a moment of quiet. "Have you all seen that thing in action before? I don't recall If I have."
>"You have, most likely, even if you don't recall," Feliz opines. "I think that's why we were all gathered together, though I guess I had the clearest memory of it? ...That still wasn't much, mind."
>"Probably what blasted us before we woke up. Seem to remember something 'bout fire and an animal skull, so willing to bet that was it," Betty says.
>Noel makes a noncommittal 'hm.' "What do you remember Feliz?"
>"We were suppressing an infantry line and mopping them up," Feliz says, "...and then this big black deer skull pops up over the smoke and everything's on fire."
[29/??]

>>80598442
>Elizabeth kicks a pebble down the road and grimaces. "Man you guys got it rough." She adjusts her helmet a little before talking. "The leviathans - the deer head things - are Baal's siegebreakers. You all have probably seen one. And I guess what makes you special to the head honchos is that you're still around to talk about it after getting barbecued."
>Her expression turns dark under her goggles. "Normally it burns all the necromancy out of you and just leaves the meat behind. You three are real lucky. Especially dodging it twice."
>"Oh yeah, sure feel lucky." Betty continues to scan the surrounding area. "Couldn't imagine a better situation than this."
>"You know what they say about good work and its rewards," Feliz says wryly as she steps over a burned out motorbike.
>While the others talk, Noel takes the opportunity to find the gap in her armor near her elbow and casually injects one of Mara's syringes. She relaxes visibly as the drug takes effect almost immediately, simulating the sensation of eating a finely prepared course of savory crepes topped with melted butter and dark maple syrup. The effect is so vivid that she can even feel the texture as she 'chews'
>She sighs loudly in apparent contentment before stashing the spent injector back in the case.
>Looking as mellow as she's ever been, she turns to Elizabeth. "So has our side taken down any before, as far as anyone can recall?"
>"A couple." Elizabeth kicks another pebble as she walks. "Normally I think the M.O. is to saturate their calculated positions with heavy artillery, but... All the guns big enough for that are a gooey pile of scrap back in New Mexico." She shakes her head. "Now it's the sappers' job. Which I think you guys are actually here for?"
>"Long as they're still there, yes," Feliz agrees.
>Betty mumbles under her breath. "Guess that makes us backup for the backup plan."
>"At least there is a plan," says Noel.
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>>80598651
>Elizabeth scoffs. "You woulda heard about it from Aker it if Old Annie had bitten it. You probably don't remember but those sapper girls are buttoned up good. Black Ball likes to strap on tac-nukes just to show off."
>Betty raises an eyebrow. "Think that's the plan now? Have 'em climb up to the Leviathan and toss a nuke in?"
>"I want to make a joke about being hot but it seems I'm still warming up after being out cold." Noel opines.
>A pile of rubble near the side of the road shifts.
>eliz and Noel notice just in time to weave out of the way, but Betty and Elizabeth aren't so lucky.
>The air splits with the ripping noise of machingun fire. Two hidden emplacements on the right hand side of the road begin spitting bullets. One round pierces Betty's abdomen. Three rounds stitch a line up Elizabeth's torso and she gets sent flat on her back.
>"FUCK! GET ELIZABETH TO COVER!" Betty charges the rubble that's spitting bullets and whips her Eviscerator toward it in an attempt to demolish whatever is firing upon them.
>Meanwhile, Feliz boosts Elizabeth behind a concrete barrier and dives behind one herself.
>Noel dives behind a gutted car, then sprints forward along the drainage ditch up the far side of the road before running up and leaping across the street, She deploys her cutter halfway though the air and corscrews into one of the emplacements like the worlds most ostentaious lawn dart.
>Betty's Eviscerator cuts a clean horizontal line in the pile of rubble. A light machine gun goes careening down the sidewalk, followed closely by a hand without an owner.
>For Noel, the rubble pile has a conspicuous lack of give for an entrenched emplacement. In fact, as she finishes her initial burn an pulls the torch back... it's just a pile of rubble. She's burned a neat cone into it, and she can see a red hot lump of steel where the receiver of the weapon used to be. A carbonized eye sits just where the rear sight should be.
[31/??]

>>80599688
>Elizabeth is swearing profusely, coughing dark blood up as she tries to peel herself off the ground. "Shit, those are real."
>"Well... they did just shoot at us," Feliz says obliviously as she also stands, the threat evidently dealt with.
>Betty leaps up the pile of rubble to where the machine gun had been, expecting to find the owner of the now disembodied hand.
>"What?!" Noel reashes into the molten cone as she fumes. "What kind of kind of ghetto rigged knockoff bullshit necromancy is this?" Noel pulls the cooked eyeball out of the hole and holds it up for Betty to see.
>Her tone brightens as she sees the loose hand from Betty's target. "Oh hey, you got some replacement fingers."
>"Tch, nothing here either! Damned disapointment!" Betty kicks a piece of concrete of the heap of rubble. She looks down at the holes in her stomach. "Can't believe I lost my guts for this."
>"Do you need to borrow some of mine?" Noel offers.
>Elizabeth hocks up another glob of coagulated blood as she gets herself into a sitting position. "I heard Baal had started seeding ambushers but I thought that was just ghost stories from the boots. Fuck." She teeters upward. "At least it wasn't my face. I guess."
>Betty stomps down to where the hand landed, cursing under her breath as she picks up the limb. "I'm no charity case! I don't need your stinking guts!"
>"Betty." Feliz calls as she approaches, "Simmer down, yea? If she has the right setup then there's no good reason to turn her down." She turns her eyes to Noel, "But you don't, do you?"
>"I can grow parts back. But it would probably take a while to grow back whatever you cut out and put into her, and taking them out might just ruin them," Noel answers before turning to Elizabeth.
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>>80583786
Hey man, money is money and I can get rid of self-loathing through drinking. Fun fact though, the guy who wants it probably won't even fucking pay up at all.

>>80600653
>"As in Ba'al himself goes around setting these up? Or he has little bastards to it for him? Actually I guess he could body surf his minions for all we know. Maybe that's why he never says anything, he's having too much fun being a thousand psychotic pranksters at once." Noel's little ramble comes to an abrupt stop. "Oh." Surprise. "Ohhhhhh." Understanding. She smacks her lips.
>"Damn that's good espresso."
>Feliz gives her a bit of a look.
>"How bad are you two shot up?" Noel asks.
>Betty grumbles to herself as she examines the hand. "Don't need it anyway. Just organs that don't work anyway. Stupid machine guns. Send some real mosters and I'd kick their ass..." She continues to mumble as she starts picking knuckle bones out of the new hand.
>Elizabeth levers herself up onto her feet and prods a wound with one of her fingers. "I think my guts got shredded good," she says matter-of-factly. "I guess Baal's assault forces set these up. He didn't used to fight dirty like this back in the Rockies."
>"Have you been transferring from necromancer to necromancer or did Aker have territory all the way out there?" Noel asks.
>Elizabeth blinks at the question. "Man y'all got fried up good." She leans back to sit on the hood of a blown out car and produces a roll of bandages from a compartment in her upper calf. "Aker's a five star general. In the army."
>"We're what's left of the U.S. armed forces."
>"C’est pas vrai!" Noel looks between her three comrades in astonishment and blinks her sunless eyes. "Do I count as a citizen?"
>Betty shrugs. "Don't know. You a private military for Mara? Could be you're a foreign mercenary."
>"How's about we let the girl who doesn't have scrambled eggs for brains answer, yea?" Feliz says, not unkindly.
>"Fine, why not. So miss Elizabeth, is Noel an illegal or no?"
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>>80588049
It's wierd to think this is set in America.
When I think of continents being consumed by war I think of Europe.

>>80591157
>>80591044
Sweet.

>>80601077
>Not demanding your beer money in advance.

>>80602749
Hasn't paid me shit, he ain't getting shit.
Even if he does pay me, I'd be working on his "Sanitized" Homebrew (i.e. A homebrew project with how to make it presentable to other people while not working without knowing the rules already) as well as a personal project of chopping Nechronica apart to its base components for homebrewing it for others.

I'd call it the Notecramancer's Guide to Cutting and Sewing.

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>>80601458
>"Mara's also U.S." Elizabeth explains. "A lot of her girls talk french for some reason, though. I think she got a lot of the Chosen out of Creole land." She starts packing one of her bullet holes. "Mara and Aker came out of the same program, I hear. But, y'know, Necromancy. Even the government couldn't work around quirks I guess."
>"Looks like we don't have to deport you Noel. Congrats."
>Noel gives a sarcastic "Hooray!" which then transitions into a more serious "We're going to have a lot of catching up to do when we get home after this."
>Elizabeth pushes off the car and starts back down the street. "Lets get moving again. The firewall will be coming up behind us if we wait too long."
>"'Course." Feliz agrees.
>The four of them continue east, picking through rubble and abandoned cars and craters in the like as they go. The light doesn't change even as the afternoon wanes on.
>Eventually the taller buildings start to thin out, giving way to warehouses and residential buildings.
>They're about to cross a four-way intersection in a nondescript shopping square when suddenly the wind picks up. A howling rises behind them. A pillar of black, twisting smoke detaches from the firewall and lurches forward at an uneven pace.
>It's getting larger. It's getting closer.
>Elizabeth claps a hand down on her helmet as she breaks into a sprint. "Fuck! FUCK! Book it!"
>"...Is it singling us out, or are we just in the way?" Feliz wonders as she sets into a sprint as well.
>Noel Scoops up Elizabeth into a princess carry and sprints down the road. "Which way are we going flygirl?"
>Betty tears down the road a few paces behind the others. "Anywhere we can hide!?" She glances over her shoulder at the looming pillar of smoke.
>"It's just going to toast everything in the way anyway, isn't it? Wast'f time!" Feliz calls back, keeping her eyes ahead.
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>>80602826
>Version with none of the book art
>Homebrewing guide

I like these parts of the idea. If done well.

>>80602749
You're sweet

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>>80602892
I have made a statblock for this occasion.

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>>80602749
That actually reminds me that I should probably figure out what's happening in the rest of the world while all this is going down. The two games set in this timelime both took place in North America.

>>80602892
>"That's a Cerberus," Elizabeth huffs as she tries to wriggle her way around so that she's laying sideways in Noel's arms, facing backward. She manages to get the muzzle of her carbine around Noel's shoulder and squeezes the trigger. A distinctive electric 'crack' punctuates the wind. "No point in hiding, just keep running! If we're lucky I can blast a section out of its foot!" She squeezes off another shot.
>"Best you get a head start then!" Betty boosts Noel and Elizabeth forward. She continues to run down the road after them.
>Launched by Betty, Noel arcs though the air holding Elizabeth like a football, before landing into a roll and springing back up into a run.
>"Is there a river or canal around here?!" Noel shouts as she runs.
>"The most you'll get here is a culvert or stream bed." Elizabeth cracks off another shot, already having recovered from the tumble. "It can't be much farther to the friendly lines now. We just need to get under the arty umbrella and then they can take care of it. The hard part is- uh, it's gaining."
>The pillar begins to loom higher and higher behind them. Once a thin line, it towers up into the blazing sky and draws a line of coal-black across the atmosphere.
>They can hear the rolling thunder of a horse at gallop.
>A black silhouette rounds the corner in front of them.
>And suddenly the world is white and noise.
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>>80605223
>A pressure wave lays them all flat. The wind howls and thrashes them against the pavement. For a brief second the stench of smoke is replaced by the scent of ozone.
-
Step.
Step.
Heavy footfalls. In the rain and ash.
Quiet . . .
Stay quiet . . .
Step. Step.
You try to move your legs, but they don’t respond.
You hurt.
You scrabble weakly at the ground, retreating precious inches deeper into your hiding space.
Step.
The shape of a man appears at the entrance to your burrow. He towers over everything.
As he looks back and forth you can see the outline of a metallic lion helmet covering his head.
Quiet . . .
His eyes settle on you.
He looks off to his side and says something before turning back to you and reaching out a hand...
-
[Betty gains the memory fragment: Silhouette]

>A hand wraps around the lip of Betty's plate carrier, hauling her to her feet. "Up! Up! C'mon!" It's an older girl in black combat armor. She's looking somewhere behind Betty as she raises a carbine with her free hand and lets loose a burst at something outside of Betty's field of vision even as she backpedals with Betty in tow.
>A squat, six wheeled IFV lumbers around the corner and lets loose a burst of cannonfire close enough that the party can hear the shells whizzing by overhead. Another girl in a helmet two sizes too large is hauling up Elizabeth.
>Feliz hauls herself to her feet and - with a quick glance to assess the situation and locate her companions, starts moving with the surrounding friendlies.
>Splayed facedown on the street, Noel spits a loud stream of French vitriol as she scrambles to her hands and knees and lifts her head up to look around. Black eyes wide open. "Girls! Where-are you all alright?" Her head whips over to look at the newcomers picking up Betty and Elizabeth.
>"Thank you. Who are you?" she calls as she finally starts to bring herself vertical
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>>80606237
>"WHO ARE YOU!?" Betty stubbles and staggers as the girl drags her forward, her legs flailing beneath her. "WHAT DO YOU WANT!?" Her head whips around as thunderous sound of gunfire echoes around. No. Something's different. She looks toward the sky, not at the blazing inferno closing in on them, but at something else. "Where'd the rain go?"
>"It wasn't raining, Betty." Feliz says, "We're in Dallas, en route to the airport, remember?"
>Down the road, the remnants of the Cerberus’ cyclone of smoke and fire has halted. It drifts apart in two halves, as if a great ax had fallen from the sky and split it down the middle. It was close.
>The split column spills embers and flames all about its feet in irregular ripples. Bodies fall from high up in the sky.
>Some of them manage to stand back up. Others are pulled upright on glowing strings.
>The girl in the large helmet looks over at Noel as Elizabeth finds her footing. "What's left of the the 3rd Light Cavalry company. And I take it you're the reinforcements command promised?"
>Elizabeth coughs road dust as she gets her legs under her. "Oh God. You guys are the 3rd Light?"
>The girl pulling Betty lets go as soon as Betty gets her legs under her. "Morning to you too."
>Noel dusts herself off and looks around to try to guage how number and condition of friendlies and if that hostile looks like it's still going to be trouble. "We got shot down and are hoofing it to DFW. What's the situation?"
>"Huh?" Betty looks toward Feliz. The look of confusion in her eyes is quickly dispelled as she regains focus. "Yeah. Right. That." She blinks a few times and hoists herself to her feet before turning to face the other girl. "Morning's as shitty as always. Yeah, we're trying to get to the airport. That where you guys came from?"
>"You're here." The girl in black armor answers casually as she continues to hoof it back toward the IFV. The cannon lets rip another burst over their heads.
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>>80606384
I finally get to use this token in context.
>The girl in the large helmet follows close behind her. "Y'all are at checkpoint Kilo, airport perimeter. And if you're the Burnt Unit we heard about yesterday then you're right on time because it looks like the fun is starting."
>There's a whistling noise as something begins to descend from the sky in a smear of greasy, black smoke.
>Elizabeth slips by the side of the IFV and takes a spot behind the building's corner. Her chest is puffing with exertion. "Hey, yeah. You're our rendezvous. Fancy that." She leans over to peak around the corner. "Thanks for the save with whatever that light show was."
>"Where do you need us?" Feliz asks, scanning the area for positions suitable to roost in.
>Betty trots along behind the girl two girls. "Sounds like a party. Who else do we got? Anyone besides you two?"
>Noel moves over to get into cover with the rest of the team while operations are sorted out. "Anything broken?" she glances over each for signs of injuries.
>"I'm good here." Feliz assures, giving a thumbs up.
>The girl in black stops with a foot up on the IFV. "Need you right here, looks like. 2nd and 4th Cav are holding the two blocks to our north and south but it's just us for checkpoint Kilo. Name's Alex, by the way. The one in the bucket is Cammy-" Now that they aren't running for their lives, the party can see a massive camera lens poking through Cammy's helmet, centered about where the bridge of her nose should be. "-and the two still in the IFV are Rory and Louise. We'll be mounting up before Baal's buddies hit the line. Which is probably in about ten seconds." She heaves herself up into the hull.
>Cammy is way ahead of her. "Get out of my gunnery seat, Rory!" she shouts as she dives headfirst into the hatch.
>"Heard anything from the big man? Well, anything except that we'd be here," Betty asks.
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>>80606597
>The greasy black smear makes impact within fifty feet of their position. It's... a giant black horse head, sans neck. It's easily the size of a standard work van. The one eye facing the Dolls rolls in its socket to glare at them.
>Alex ignores it. "Aker leveled three city blocks fighting his way to the airport's line after you got knocked down. Took out a good chunk of the assault force like it was his morning jog, apparently. Command also forwarded your rendezvous point for Black Ball for once you're done here." She finally turns to acknowledge the head laying in the street. "What I wasn't told was that you had a WMD on hand for dealing with the Cerberus. You'll have to let me see how it works before you leave."
>A line of Baal's infantry is closing on their position, flowing around the Cerberus' head and shuffling down the roadway.
>The cannon lets rip with another burst into the crowd; Alex doesn't flinch.
>Noel turns to look at the Alex. "We didn't do that. I thought you did."
>"Think we might need to have that conversation later." Betty hefts her Eviscerator and takes a step toward the approaching enemy. "Could use a good fight right now anyway."
>Alex blinks. "Yeah. That's definitely something we'll have to talk about." She lowers herself down into the crew hatch. "See you girls on the other side!"
>Elizabeth holds her carbine to her chest and takes a deep breath. "Man. I'm really not trained for this."

>The lines are formed
>A rank of walking dead, urged forward on burning strings by one of Baal's Heralds
>Behind her, a rank of burning riflemen. Two of them stand taller than the rest, armed with heavy machineguns.
>The horse head lurches, writhes. Articulated, chitinous tendrils spurt from the stump of its neck. Somehow it manages to stand.
>The head bellows a roar and charges forward
[BATTLE: START]
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Fin for now. Tomorrow's slated to be pretty busy at work so updates may be sparse.

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The awkward Japanese to English translation in this system amuse me.

>>80602826
Alright, maybe I jumped the gun a bit on being judgemental.
>”fuck you, pay me”
I can respect this.
>base components
Actually I’d be keen on that. A system for working out appropriate AP costs for home brewed parts/skills would be something I’d abuse to death.

>>80602749
Well, the continental U.S. hasn't really consumed by war the same way that industrial warfare like WW1 and WW2 consumed Europe or Asia. There was the civil war, but even that was (fortunately) before the true advent of industrial warfare as we saw later on.

How do you spell and Grammer check your storytime?
Is there more to it than just cramming it in a word processor?

>>80601077
>he does it for free
>he does it for free despite morally objecting to it
>he does it for free despite morally objecting to it while using money as the only excuse for why he's doing it
>he does it for free despite morally objecting to it while using money as the only excuse for why he's doing it AND he wants to play the victim and have himself a little pity party
Unironically kill yourself. You dilute the basic definition of human with spongelike behavior.

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>>80523474
I go mechanical that approaches organic.


>>80610437
You sure convinced me with those hot opinions.

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>>80496327
I could see a nech combat working on a moving train
But how would a combat on a moving lift work?

>>80610805
I did that in a game once. The idea was that the players automatically moved up the field when the lift moved but couldn't move otherwise, and as the lift moved up more zombies would drop down on it so they had to clear the existing ones quickly enough not to be overwhelmed.

>>80610437
>doesn't read the thread

>>80609518
My browser has a built in spell checker so I mostly just huck the text archives into a post and let that do the heavy lifting for spelling, though I also do some light editing to try and keep things flowing nicely for the reader like reordering in character posts so that the two simultaneous conversations taking place don't constantly swap back and forth between each other.

Occasionally I'll have to fill in things that were described verbally, or make some edits to one player's post so their phrasing makes more sense, but it's usually pretty light work.

>>80611333
On the subject of zones has anyone tried expanding the zone rules for nech and how well did it go?
Adeva has some interesting zone rules I wounder how expanding something similar onto the existing Nech rules would go

>>80612035
You mean something like expanding the battle map into a grid instead of a measure of how far forward or back you are?

I guess the core problem with that is it starts to create issues with range calculations and movement costs. You're only expected to actually move ~2-3 times per turn, max. If you start adding a second dimension to the map then you have to figure out how to rebalance things so that you don't suddenly have to spend six AP just to move up and to the left by one square.

>>80611524
I've read the thread, the dude sounds like a whiny pussy and should cease existing.

>>80610805
Depends on how big the lift is.

Compressing the map into fewer areas might work.

Or maybe shrink the party and have them fight little things on a suddenly relatively much larger elevator.

>>80574010
Sorry, give me a bit. I have ideas, but schedule picked up suddenly, so it may take some time.

>>80607792

Attacks are fairly easy at a most simple baseline.

>T1: Around 0.5-1 damage per AP (Chainsaw, molotov, and remote attack are outliers here)
>T2: 1-1.5 (Important to note that there are a few T2's that fall below this but have some sort of big gimmick)
>T3: 1.5-2+

This is treating explosive/dismember as doubling a weapon's damage, which they do vs horrors. High base damage weapons like ATR tend to sit at the lower end with this, but tend to function as "fuck you, break reinforcements" when used on savants. Other reasons to be on the lower end are staggers and special gimmicks like pilebunker. Reasons to be on the higher end might be awkward range bands or special draw backs, like molotov's -1. Pretty much every gun is made to be dependent on lullaby, but most melee/unarmed attacks aren't really "balanced" around Super Strength/Gauntlet so you will have to decide if you want to try and make things with those skills in mind.

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General question: How does one go about building around Blast weapons (without dipping into fan classes like Erudite)?
My gut says you just make a very tough utility/support character and then slap some Blast parts on them for good measure, since there aren't any skills or parts that benefit them specifically. IIRC there was an anon in another thread who did just that; they made a nearly unkillable Stacy and handed her a flamethrower to round out her offensive potential. Is that basically the gameplan or am I missing something?

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>>80616160

>How does one go about building around Blast weapons (without dipping into fan classes like Erudite)?

Ask the GM to let you use Erudite. More seriously, it is possible to build around blast, but you're essentially building something you can slot any attack type into. Holic and Stacy are the two major picks for building for blast attacks.

>IIRC there was an anon in another thread who did just that; they made a nearly unkillable Stacy and handed her a flamethrower to round out her offensive potential.

Being the anon who did that, unless there was some other flamethrower stacy around, that's one of the better options for doing it. There's 4 relevant blast attack weapons: flamethrower, molotov, dynamite, and rocket launcher. Flamethrower and Molotov are basically handled the same and being chain weapons, you want the +1 to hit, which leaves you springing for Made to Be Broken (stacy), Concentration (requiem), or Insane Swiftness (holic). Dynamite and Rocket Launcher can have similar builds in that you can forego an auto timing +1 in favor of more supports since you're only doing 1 or 2 (or 3 for dynamite) attacks per round anyway. Drama of Death (Thanatos) is also an option, but that one does require coordination with the team and shouldn't be relied on as your sole source of attack check bonuses, though it does make Flamethrower/Molotov kinda terrifying, being a 2+Ex+Chain 1.

>since there aren't any skills or parts that benefit them specifically
There's one part, Scope, that explicitly benefits blast. There is also one skill, Rear Guard's Pride, which is dog shit and no one should ever take if they know what they're doing.

>>80615049
No rush anon, I’m just grateful anyone was interested to listen.