letting you know
10s explode so you can roll another dice
Z-Com (X-Com/DBZ Crossover) Riot Quest
- Thread starter Zedalb
- Start date
10s explode so you can roll another dice
- Location
- Canada
- Pronouns
- He/Him
10s explode, you get to roll another dice and add that as well. Good job!
now, as for me...
[X] Emergency Medicine (0/25) Provides a chance for a fatally wounded Ki warrior to survive if brought back to base.
The various researchers of Z-Com were settling in properly now that the base was a bit more proper than nearly-bare caves lit by worklights. Many focused on trying to understand Ki, while others tried to understand Magic, and a bare few to chip away at armor technology that might stand a chance against one of Frezia's soldiers.
In the medical wing, however, Dr. Caloway and his team were focused on what they believed to be the most important of the new techniques the initial surge of research had unveiled-keeping their Z-Fighters alive.
These three men were the best chance that Earth had of surviving-in Dr. Caloway's mind, it was therefore absolutely critical that they establish the facilities and techniques to give any critically-wounded Z-Fighters the absolute best chance of survival, should worst come to worst.
And so, with his army of nurses and orderlies, the Doctor worked, hoping that these facilities would end up undeeded.
Edit: Was hoping I could save my reroll for someone else, but an 8 is pretty good on a 25 progress project.
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[X] Armor System: (0/50) Carbon nanotubes and other high tech materials can make an armor capable of eating part of a blow...once...
- Location
- In the oldest city on the oldest land
[X] Ki Theory Level 1 (28/50) (0/5 Successes from Z-Fighters)
Well it had been a bit of an exciting time resently. Still there was some good news. I was right. I Was Right! All those nay-sayers and detracters calling my evidence lies! Made-up! A fundimental misunderstanding of reality (like i was some kind of imbelic flat-earther). That they were just the results of ancient genetic enginering.
Aliens are real and have been living amoung us!
Even better news, energy manipulation is real too! Take that you old nimrods!
I
WAS
RIGHT!
Still there is some bad news. Alien energy manipulaters have invaded and conqured the planet, and most of my nay-sayers are dead. Actually that last part might not be so bad.
Still even worse news, our last best hope is a clown. A Clown! Still it can't get worse. All the mimes are dead.
Still time to buckle down and get to work. we need to know how our energy manipulaters are different from the rest of humanity. As well as what makes these aliens tick. Lots of work to do.
Well it had been a bit of an exciting time resently. Still there was some good news. I was right. I Was Right! All those nay-sayers and detracters calling my evidence lies! Made-up! A fundimental misunderstanding of reality (like i was some kind of imbelic flat-earther). That they were just the results of ancient genetic enginering.
Aliens are real and have been living amoung us!
Even better news, energy manipulation is real too! Take that you old nimrods!
I
WAS
RIGHT!
Still there is some bad news. Alien energy manipulaters have invaded and conqured the planet, and most of my nay-sayers are dead. Actually that last part might not be so bad.
Still even worse news, our last best hope is a clown. A Clown! Still it can't get worse. All the mimes are dead.
Still time to buckle down and get to work. we need to know how our energy manipulaters are different from the rest of humanity. As well as what makes these aliens tick. Lots of work to do.
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- Pronouns
- Female
[X] Conjure a Dangerous 1 Weapon
- Location
- some computer lab
wow, remember tens explode, so I think you can roll another dice and add it
- Pronouns
- Female
Added it
Zedalb
I just started a Patreon!
- Location
- Washington
Mages get 2 actions.
Each action rolls 2 dice.
A result of a 10 lets you roll another bonus free dice.
So you still have 1 dice left for that action.
And 1 action that gets 2 dice.
No, not right now.
- Pronouns
- Female
Added the last dice
Zedalb
I just started a Patreon!
- Location
- Washington
Certain research projects that are out right now unlock more Z-Fighters
[X] Train a Technique
- Ki Aura (Proper)
[X] Train a Technique
- Qi Wire (Improper)
It would seem I've run into something of a mental block, when it comes to meditation.Her body, broken... I'm still not quite past what had happened. Regardless, the world continues. The others have taken it upon themselves to contribute to research, and the clown... the clown does his best, and I cannot fault him for that. The levity hurts. I continue to do my best to educate the others on the shroud, and do my best to advise them in efficiency and instinctiveness.
I thread my wires, all the while. They've always been useful, but, they've proven woefully insufficient in actual combat, as has been proven.Snap. They've been a bit... deteriorated, as of late. From misuse. For what need does a minder have for blood? For weaponry? I've begun taking steps to correct this, of course.
Snap.
I clench my hand, blood dripping down my palm from where the wire cuts into it. My attention has been lacking, if I was unable to pull up my Ki to prevent it. Yet another thing that requires remedial training.
- Ki Aura (Proper)
[X] Train a Technique
- Qi Wire (Improper)
It would seem I've run into something of a mental block, when it comes to meditation.
I thread my wires, all the while. They've always been useful, but, they've proven woefully insufficient in actual combat, as has been proven.
I clench my hand, blood dripping down my palm from where the wire cuts into it. My attention has been lacking, if I was unable to pull up my Ki to prevent it. Yet another thing that requires remedial training.
MedievalParadox
Echeladder rank: Bravesprout
- Location
- Nowhere Important
[X] Armor System: (0/50) Carbon nanotubes and other high tech materials can make an armor capable of eating part of a blow...once...
[X]Chrono sensors (0/100) You have detected some weird chornological energy signature within your base, this needs examination
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The Pale Squirrel, 'neath the gaze of the Divine,
cannot help but notice that the world has split in twine.
Existence, once familiar, has changed and been remade,
and so the Squirrel follows its familiar god,
the skin of the Snake is what it knows, after all,
and then, the world is righted, (or perhaps, wronged?)
a pale, slight figure awakens under foreign stars,
and, without much haste, finds itself 'neath the earth,
so similar to the quickly fading burrows of its home,
and so, the new furless thing ponders to itself as it learns,
"perhaps... it was a poor choice to be the part of me that wandered."
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The Pale Squirrel, 'neath the gaze of the Divine,
cannot help but notice that the world has split in twine.
Existence, once familiar, has changed and been remade,
and so the Squirrel follows its familiar god,
the skin of the Snake is what it knows, after all,
and then, the world is righted, (or perhaps, wronged?)
a pale, slight figure awakens under foreign stars,
and, without much haste, finds itself 'neath the earth,
so similar to the quickly fading burrows of its home,
and so, the new furless thing ponders to itself as it learns,
"perhaps... it was a poor choice to be the part of me that wandered."
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- Location
- Israel
Time to be a nerd.
[X] Large Scale Capacitors (0/50) If you can uncover a way to store a large enough amount of power you might be able to hurt the aliens.
Edit:I failed at nerding
Omake time:
Dr. Ignatius Zog had a reputation—a reputation for being the type of mad scientist who thought safety goggles were for "the weak-minded" and considered a lab coat "optional flair." So, naturally, when Zog joined Z-Com, the elite organization tasked with saving Earth from the theoretical alien invaders, the team wasn't exactly sure what they were getting. Would he be a visionary genius? Or a guy who would set fire to his lab trying to make coffee? Spoiler alert: both.
Zog had decided to work on better capacitors His mission was simple: uncover a way to store enough energy to potentially hurt any hypothetical aliens who might, at some future date, think about invading Earth and of course the so called frieza guy who was messing around the land. , and Zog was brought in to turn that big fat zero into a big fat something. But Zog? He had no clue how to work with capacitors. And he wasn't going to let that stop him.
"Pffft, capacitors… capaci-TOR," he chuckled to himself in his lab, which looked like someone had combined a junkyard with an IKEA instruction manual written in Klingon. "All I need is power...and more snacks."
While other scientists diligently worked on blueprints and equations, Zog preferred to rely on instinct, inspiration, and a healthy dose of chaos. The key to success, he believed, lay not in traditional energy sources, but in the one thing every human on Earth cherished: pizza.
Yes, pizza. Zog's brilliant idea? If he could build a massive capacitor that could run on the essence of pizza, he was sure it could store enough power to fry any alien—hypothetical or otherwise. After all, pizza had been powering his late-night brainstorms for years.
His prototype, the Pizzapacitor-intaor™-, was a Frankenstein creation made from bits of old microwave ovens, an industrial freezer, and several suspiciously shiny components stolen from Z-Com's breakroom vending machine. To the untrained eye, it looked more like a refrigerator duct-taped to a blender than anything resembling a high-tech energy solution.
But to Zog, it was perfect.
The theory was as simple as it was absurd: pizza was humanity's ultimate source of joy, and joy had got to be more powerful than any boring old fuel source, right? He loaded up the Pizzapacitor with five extra-large supreme pizzas, with extra cheese, of course, because "extra cheese means extra power!" He slathered some garlic bread on top for good measure.
"Behold! The Pizzapacitor™!" Zog announced with a flourish. "The first energy storage unit powered by pure pizza! The aliens won't know what hit them! Well, theoretically, if they were even here… which they're not… YET!"
The other scientists watched in silence, some clutching fire extinguishers, others reaching for the door ready to bolt.
Zog activated the machine. With a click, a hum, and a smell like someone had set an entire pizzeria on fire, the Pizzapacitor began to charge. The room vibrated as the energy built up. Zog grinned wildly. This was it. This was how he'd save humanity from theoretical aliens!
Suddenly, the machine let out a loud gurgle. The smell of burnt mozzarella intensified, and a worrying hiss emerged from the contraption. Sparks flew. The Pizzapacitor shuddered and rattled, and before anyone could react, it exploded in a massive blast of marinara and mozzarella. A tidal wave of pizza sauce splattered across the walls, the scientists, and Zog himself, who was now standing in the middle of what could only be described as a pizza-based disaster zone.
passing his finger through the mess zog tasted the mixture generated.
"hmmm it could use more sauce " he criticised the work.
EUREKA! He began to cackle.
Frieza troops wont know what hit them, and to be honest neither will Z-com.
[X] Large Scale Capacitors (0/50) If you can uncover a way to store a large enough amount of power you might be able to hurt the aliens.
Edit:I failed at nerding
Omake time:
Dr. Ignatius Zog had a reputation—a reputation for being the type of mad scientist who thought safety goggles were for "the weak-minded" and considered a lab coat "optional flair." So, naturally, when Zog joined Z-Com, the elite organization tasked with saving Earth from the theoretical alien invaders, the team wasn't exactly sure what they were getting. Would he be a visionary genius? Or a guy who would set fire to his lab trying to make coffee? Spoiler alert: both.
Zog had decided to work on better capacitors His mission was simple: uncover a way to store enough energy to potentially hurt any hypothetical aliens who might, at some future date, think about invading Earth and of course the so called frieza guy who was messing around the land. , and Zog was brought in to turn that big fat zero into a big fat something. But Zog? He had no clue how to work with capacitors. And he wasn't going to let that stop him.
"Pffft, capacitors… capaci-TOR," he chuckled to himself in his lab, which looked like someone had combined a junkyard with an IKEA instruction manual written in Klingon. "All I need is power...and more snacks."
While other scientists diligently worked on blueprints and equations, Zog preferred to rely on instinct, inspiration, and a healthy dose of chaos. The key to success, he believed, lay not in traditional energy sources, but in the one thing every human on Earth cherished: pizza.
Yes, pizza. Zog's brilliant idea? If he could build a massive capacitor that could run on the essence of pizza, he was sure it could store enough power to fry any alien—hypothetical or otherwise. After all, pizza had been powering his late-night brainstorms for years.
His prototype, the Pizzapacitor-intaor™-, was a Frankenstein creation made from bits of old microwave ovens, an industrial freezer, and several suspiciously shiny components stolen from Z-Com's breakroom vending machine. To the untrained eye, it looked more like a refrigerator duct-taped to a blender than anything resembling a high-tech energy solution.
But to Zog, it was perfect.
The theory was as simple as it was absurd: pizza was humanity's ultimate source of joy, and joy had got to be more powerful than any boring old fuel source, right? He loaded up the Pizzapacitor with five extra-large supreme pizzas, with extra cheese, of course, because "extra cheese means extra power!" He slathered some garlic bread on top for good measure.
"Behold! The Pizzapacitor™!" Zog announced with a flourish. "The first energy storage unit powered by pure pizza! The aliens won't know what hit them! Well, theoretically, if they were even here… which they're not… YET!"
The other scientists watched in silence, some clutching fire extinguishers, others reaching for the door ready to bolt.
Zog activated the machine. With a click, a hum, and a smell like someone had set an entire pizzeria on fire, the Pizzapacitor began to charge. The room vibrated as the energy built up. Zog grinned wildly. This was it. This was how he'd save humanity from theoretical aliens!
Suddenly, the machine let out a loud gurgle. The smell of burnt mozzarella intensified, and a worrying hiss emerged from the contraption. Sparks flew. The Pizzapacitor shuddered and rattled, and before anyone could react, it exploded in a massive blast of marinara and mozzarella. A tidal wave of pizza sauce splattered across the walls, the scientists, and Zog himself, who was now standing in the middle of what could only be described as a pizza-based disaster zone.
passing his finger through the mess zog tasted the mixture generated.
"hmmm it could use more sauce " he criticised the work.
EUREKA! He began to cackle.
Frieza troops wont know what hit them, and to be honest neither will Z-com.
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Circle's done, Ornn helped me enchant it. The eggheads have the data they need to build a solid theory... Right, the rest of the room. The components. Need to conjure those too... Gods, an extra pair of hands would be so nice right now. So much needs doing, and only four of us can do it!
Right. The "Apprentice Project." Still not sure what madman came up with this one, but if we fill out the journals they need to get it up and running... That'll get us another helper, at least. First, Blasting spells. Write the notes on those, conjure the stuff I need to finish up the Ritual Chamber, and then... Probably pass out. This'll take a lot out of me.
Right. The "Apprentice Project." Still not sure what madman came up with this one, but if we fill out the journals they need to get it up and running... That'll get us another helper, at least. First, Blasting spells. Write the notes on those, conjure the stuff I need to finish up the Ritual Chamber, and then... Probably pass out. This'll take a lot out of me.
Ornn actions
[x] Spell Library (Enchant)
[X] Enchant a Weapon
[x] Spell Library (Enchant)
[X] Enchant a Weapon
Ornn finished enchanting that room and was now looking for a new job to do. Maybe he was a little undecided, not because there was nothing to do but all the work and priorities to do. So maybe start with another chamber, maybe one to learn the magic from others or upgrade the ones we have. When he was going to do so, he heard a scream of joy somewhere about some weapon creations, so the idea of enchanting them came to his mind. So he will do both things. Help wizards and the warriors to improve; maybe next time help the nerd guys.