Trav squeezes off her two shots, as she zooms through the air!

OOC:
00:46, Today: The Traveller rolled 14 using 2d6+7 with rolls of 1,6. Shooting at Dalek sensor globes - 2nd Shot - Coordination 4+Marksman 3+Turbpistol 2 -2 multi action.
00:45, Today: The Traveller rolled 16 using 2d6+9 with rolls of 1,6. Shooting at Dalek sensor globes - Coordination 4+Marksman 3+Turbopistol 2

OOC: Naah, I'll just get there. Save my actions for when I'm up there and better idea of what's happening.

With the yucky Dalek pool cleaner push-pinned to the wall, Smoke Alarm went back to messing with the puters and lightswitches of the brainquarters. She yanked the toilet plunger out of its socket, then outlooked for the controls for the window-wall so she could make an entryway for her friends. Come on, slowpoke! All the time, she was keenly 'ware of the Dalek behind her, stuck but with many other tentickles to snatch her with. She felt icehot prickles on the back of her neck, as she felt when a dog or bird-dog was chasing her. How close was the monster to your tail?

But, brave and bold, Smoke focused on the tech. She blinked frantically as the squiggles turned to other squiggles, and pressed buttons and flicked switches to see what they did. If the Dalek saucer had had window-wipers, they would have been going.


OOC: Doer: trying to shut down the force-fields, spending a Story Point for +2d6. Ingenuity + Technology + 2d6 = 23
14:15, Today: Smoke Alarm rolled 23 using 4d6+4 with rolls of 6,5,2,6. ingenuity(3) + technology(1) + SP.

Skating backwards atop the two sensor spheres, Trav blazes away with her turbo pistol.  The final shots from the spheres go wide of her, before her blasts find their mark and blow the last spheres out of the air, sparking and crackling.

OOC: I did ask Trav for a defense too, but since the attacks were so low I just rolled it for you.  The spheres missed anyway.

09:21, Today: The Guardian, on behalf of The Traveller, rolled 12 using 2d6+6 with rolls of 2,4. Dodging Dalek Drones: Coordination(4) + Transport(4) + Brave(2) -4 (second action).

Smoke Alarm is far from certain she would be able to replicate whatever it was that she did -- she must have pushed or switched everything in her efforts -- but whatever it was, it worked!  The orange force field around the cockpit buzzes and then vanishes with a shoop! as Trav hovers into view.

"This can not be happening!" shouts the Dalek.

At almost the same time, there's a fzzz as a red-hot line burns across one of the panels from the other side.  Something smacks into it from the other side, and the panel smashes apart to reveal Sereth, wedged into the crawl-space between layers of the blast armor on the underside of the ship.  He doesn't have a lot of room to maneuver -- and the cockpit is plenty cramped as it is -- but he ought to be able to force the rest of the machinery aside to squirm his way through, if he needs to.

OOC:

The Dalek basically has one last card to play.  However, it won't do it just yet unless one of the PCs tries to take preemptive action.  Essentially I'll give you all the choice at this point to reset to the top of the action order (Talk) or to continue after Smoke Alarm's action with the force field, in which case the Dalek will take a technical (Do) action.

Trav is standing atop of the two sensor globes as the glide in. She looks quite frankly, magnificent - the wind blowing through her hair, pistol out, as she approaches the Dalek's craft. She sees Smoke down there. She's going to buy smoke time.

"So, you tentacled son of a bitch. You thought you made it, didn't you? You thought you could escape? NONE OF YOU can escape me. Neither the Time Lords nor your stinking kind will erase any more histories or rob children of their parents nor destroy any more laughter or happiness. The Traveller is here, squiddly. So, how did you escape the Time War? Are you the last one of Davros's children? Because I killed him, and I'm going to kill you."
OOC:13:31, Today: The Traveller rolled 24 using 4d6+9 with rolls of 5,1,6,3. Trav terrifies the Dalek into hesitating - Presence 3+Convince 2+VOA 2+Indomnitable 2-2 (no hat)SP, adjusted down to 22. 2 SP remaining.
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Stanley looks at the Robo-Silurians on the floor. He considers his options before he answers Lerssek. "I don't think I can help Traveller. Besides Smoke Alarm and Sereth are also there to provide backup. No, I think that I am going to move these Silurians out of the cave, so that Trav and the others don't have to worry about them."

Bright-eyed, Smoke Alarm outlooked up, delighted as the window-wall un-appeared and Traveller came flying through on the floaty-balls. 'Yeah! Ha ha!' she cheered, jumping up and down in the cockpit. Then a panel burst open and there was Sereth, like a mouse in the mechinery. Smoke Alarm couldn't help herself, and burst into laughter.

But Smoke Alarm's winning cheers soon faded away, feeling as small as a mouse as she heard Traveller's words. Up there, she outlooked so angry, so icehot, so mean, so unbrave. The War had made Traveller so unhappy, Smoke knew, made her Time Lord the Last. She shouldn't have to keep fighting the war, making the Daleks unalive. And this was Dalek the Last. Traveller said she was going to make it unalive. A wipe-out. That wasn't part of the Kang game; no ball-games, no fly-posts, no wipe-outs.

But it was Daleks and their Wars that had taken away the Inbetweens, taken away Mummy and Daddy and made them unalive; that had put Kangs in the Towers and taken away their childrenhoods; made them lost and unalive. And it was what they would keep doing. Why shouldn't she make it unalive?

Smoke Alarm deftly loaded another bolt and pointed her arrowgun at the squiddie, right in the eyespy. 'We beat you, pool cleaner. Now play statues! No ball-games, no fly-posts, no moving.' she ordered fiercely.

"Am I the last?" the Dalek echoes.  Pinned to the bulkhead as it is, its eye darts to and fro in agitation, at Smoke Alarm and Sereth, but mostly focusing up at Trav as she glares down at it.  "Am I the last?  I fell through a seven-dimensional tear wrought by an abstract Possibility Mine.  I have had no communication from Supreme Dalek Command since the fall of Skaro Prime and the devastation of the Last Fleet.  I know only what they would order.  I know that they would order me to conquer.  I know that they would order the destruction of the Time Lords to be made complete AT ALL COST."

Its muscles quiver and clench, and its eye jerks about ever more frantically.

OOC:

22:32, Today: The Guardian, for the NPC Dalek, rolled 14 using 2d6+8 with rolls of 4,2. Responding to Trav's intimidation: Presence(4) + Resolve(4).

The travelers' Silurian allies look at each other.  Then Neratra says, "That is right, Learned Stanley.  You are a person who hews true to his task and his calling, even for the sake of those who have been made into your enemies.  We honor that and we will help."  She hoists one fallen Silurian up in a fireman's carry and starts moving back towards daylight, while Lerssek and Zet start to work on transferring the limp forms similarly.

"Know, then, you poor thing, that you have failed. What is most terrible about this is that I don't even hate you. This is just all terribly sad. Davros could have been great and made you truly great. You could have all be wise and true and loving and beautiful. But you're here, terrified and alone and the last of your kind. You've failed because you haven't even thought to become anything more than simply a Dalek. I've been more than a Time Lord, and I still will be." Tears stream down her eyes.

The Traveller's gun goes VREEEM, and the chamber spins red, as all five of her are in accordance, in rage and grief and compassion for the poor creature down there.

"The Time War Ends."

She lowers her weapon, and pulls the trigger.
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OOC: So, we have a fascinating situation here:

In message 587, there was a private note to the GM stating Smoke Alarm's intent to shoot before Trav, if Trav decided to shoot.  Smoke's also submitted an attack roll there.

Technically, this is all trumping the Do before Fight action order, but I think that's completely fair thanks to the overwhelming success of Trav's intimidation.

Smoke Alarm and Trav should roll off their Coordination + Marksmanship to see who pulls the trigger first.  I can pretty well guarantee that it will kill the Dalek and I am going to rule that whoever comes out second will be sufficiently surprised or shocked that they don't pull the trigger.

Trav should also make her attack roll.  There are no multiple action penalties involved with these: the roll-off is just to see who does the deed.  However, damage may be relevant.  I am going to tick off the last of the Dalek's Coordination and Strength from the damage to cover the physical damage to kill it, and then take the rest off Resolve.

Finally, I'm going to make a resolve check for the Dalek to see if it can carry out its last gasp effort before dying or not.
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OOC: -grumblegrumble- Always late to the party.

As a desperate attempt to do something, can Sereth burst in, and have an attempted intimidation to have it hesitate enough so it can't? (Even if it was going to be able to..)

No! Smoke's finger, so tense and ready, squeezed the trigger...


OOC: I don't know if you want to include AoE: Crossbows in that. A damn good roll anyway.
12:57, Today: Smoke Alarm rolled 21 using 2d6+10 with rolls of 6,5. coordination(5) + marksman(3) + crossbows(2).

OOC: Tell you what:

If it becomes relevant, Sereth can try to make a Awareness + Fighting check to intercept it.  This will be against a flat difficulty of 15 and not against a roll from the Dalek -- my rationale is that this is more about the surprise and shock of both Smoke and Trav shooting, and besides, rolling against the stats of an already-beaten Dalek is not going to be any sort of test.

Damage won't be important for that: the Dalek will basically be lunging for a control and you could narrate how that goes as desired.

(I think it should be basically immune to intimidation at that point, as it has nothing left to lose anyway and is carrying out a sort of hard-wired species imperative.)

OOC: I do appreciate all of you trying to save Trav from committing final and total genocide, but I as the player, want that closer, so here it goes!
03:34, Today: The Traveller rolled 20 using 4d6+9 with rolls of 2,4,3,2. Trav Shoots to kill the Dalek - Coordination 4+Marksman 3+Turbopistol 2+SP, -2 (no hat) for 18.
Looks like Smoke Alarm wins the roll off.

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OOC: I think you also need a quick draw roll against Smoke's 21.

But if you really want to get the kill yourself, then we can say Smoke hesitated and Trav killed the Dalek. Or we kill it simultaneously and never know. :)

OOC: You won the roll, so I'll let you narrate it! I trust your judgement, narrative and otherwise.

OOC: I'll wait for Guardian to resolve both of us, Sereth, and the Dalek. :)

That works for me. I'll see if it becomes relevant.

Before Trav can close her hand on the trigger, there's a sharp snap! from Smoke Alarm's arrowgun.

A bolt shoots out from the crossbow, and this one does not just puncture it to restrain an extremity -- it buries itself in the Dalek mutant's center of mass, and the thing convulses as blue ichor flows out around the wound.

In its last moment, the Dalek's eye focuses on Smoke Alarm with unutterable hatred -- and it tears itself loose from the panel where her first bolt stapled it, leaping across the crowded space not toward Smoke Alarm, but toward one of the far panels flashing with warning lights, and a legend that says WEAPON DEPLOYMENT....

OOC:

Well, the Dalek rolled well for its defense, so it takes minimal damage against Smoke's 17 roll for the crossbow shot.  This still eliminates its physical stats but does not affect its Resolve.

And I was giving it a 15 to match on a Resolve + Resolve check... which it did.

Sereth is up!

07:30, Today: The Guardian, for the NPC Dalek, rolled 15 using 2d6+4 with rolls of 5,6. Defense against Smoke's shot: Awareness(3) + Coordination(1).
07:40, Today: The Guardian, for the NPC Dalek, rolled 17 using 2d6+8 with rolls of 4,5. Survive for one last effort? Resolve(4) + Resolve(4).
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The Draconian didn't waste time - he also didn't bother with his sword; Daleks were one of the few things that the sword might prove insufficient against; though it was badly damaged enough it probably would. What he did do though; is break out of the hole that he was in, and barrelled into the Dalek; a last ditch attempt to stop it from carrying on it's mission. He might not be Brave and True as a Kang; he didn't have the long-standing enmity against Daleks that a Timelord did - what he did have though, was the honor of his family, of his race. A Draconian gave their all for what was right; a Draconian Noble would do anything to stop the fall of their people; to ensure Success, even if it meant their death. He sacrificed everything, here and now, if necessary, so that the honory Draconians, would not have done what they had done in vain.

"Never underestimate the price of honor, Dalek. This is why you fail."


23:10, Today: Sereth rolled 23 using 4d6+6 with rolls of 6,6,4,1. Awareness + Fighting + Story Point (Just cos I wanna show-off too).

OOC: Can Trav blow a one of her last two Story Points to slightly alter her last action? If Smoke got the jump on her, I want Trav's shot to disrupt all the mechanical systems in the entire cockpit. Is that possible?

"Um...thanks." Stanley responds to the compliment, as he gets ready to help move the stunned Silurians. He pays close attention to the way he is lifting, trying to prevent a repeat of the earlier incident. "Helping people is the reason I became a doctor and the reason I joined The Traveller on her travels." he says looking back at the spaceship. He hopes that nothing bad happens in the time it takes them to move the stunned Silurians to the mouth of the cave.

The Dalek's tentacles reach out vainly for the controls, but with Sereth's intervention, it falls well short.  Awareness fades out of its eye, as its last words hiss out.

"To fail... is to show inferiority... and I... have... failed...."