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>>36165828
“I AM BERMUDOS. I AM ALL.” The gargantuan monstrosity before you bellows. “AND AT LAST, ALL OF THE PIECES OF SCALY DAN’S TREASURE MAP ARE MINE.”

You are Captain Valdessa Atroxius, bold pillager of perilous forgotten planets, nemesis to the mighty Gatoran Admiral Kytan Graveside, forgiver of former foes, and right now, you might have just bit off a tad bit more than you can chew this time. Your tireless search for the lost treasure of Scaly Dan had brought you to the cursed planet of Bermudos, The Ships’ Graveyard. It was there that you found your reoccurring, evisceration-happy friend Repo, considerably worse for wear and searching for her lost friend. As you plumbed the deaths of the shipwreck covered planet, you eventually did find her friend and business partner Audi, but you also found a massive mechanical leviathan the likes of which you have never seen before that could easily be mistaken for the reactor core of an Ouroborosian Imperial Dreadnaught if not for all the angered bellowing.

Which leads you the current situation, with all the angered bellowing.
>Pretend to give in to his demands to keep him placated as you search for some way to hurt this thing
>Start taunting him. Keep his massive glowing red eye trained on you while Repo and your crew search for an opening.
>Audi is still be carried off by that thing’s minions. Her safety takes priority, especially if you want Repo to stay rational. Well, rational for Repo.
>Writein

>>36165842
>Audi is still be carried off by that thing’s minions. Her safety takes priority, especially if you want Repo to stay rational. Well, rational for Repo.

>>36165842
>Start taunting him. Keep his massive glowing red eye trained on you while Repo and your crew search for an opening.
Yaaaay, SPNQ!

>>36165842
>>Start taunting him. Keep his massive glowing red eye trained on you while Repo and your crew search for an opening.
>>Audi is still be carried off by that thing’s minions. Her safety takes priority, especially if you want Repo to stay rational. Well, rational for Repo.
>>Writein
Start laughing.
This thing thinks it's going to take your treasure.

Aw yeah, time for pirates.

>>36165924
Can we really help her without dealing with him though?

Run distraction while Repo helps her friend.

Writing.

>>36165842
>>36166072
>>36166072
Oh, also
>Pretend to give in to his demands to keep him placated as you search for some way to hurt this thing

>>36166072
I reckon we can dodge him long enough to get Audi back, which will get Repo under control and they'll be able to better help out

>>36166105
Hmmm, well we'll see at least.

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In the silence that follows his deafening declaration, your voice is instantly heard. It’s not an offering of surrender or a challenge that everyone hears echoing off the walls, but laughter. Haughty, arrogant, genuine laughter. Even bearing the full brunt of that massive red eye’s hateful glare it takes you a long minute to recompose yourself.

“Your treasure? YOUR treasure? I’m the one who’s been bustin’ my tail trekking across the Sprawl, braving invincible Gatorans, fangirl Arkanids, and obnoxious brainwashing Lamian machines. If anyone’s getting their hands on Scaly Dan’s treasure, it’s me.”

“THEN YOU SHALL BE RENDERED NULL.”

“Oh please, everyone here knows who the better pirate here is. After all, I already stole back your hostage.”

The monstrosity stops focusing on you and jerks about wildly before zeroing in on where Repo has carefully laid down the unconscious Audi, a trail of roboskeleton viscera strewn about so violently it’s impossible to tell how many they even were. This elicits an angered, grumbling chitter out of your latest friend.

“THE INEVITABLE CAN ONLY BE DELAYED, NEVER STOPPED”

The beast surges towards you, hoping to overwhelm you.
>Try to dodge it
>Wait until the last second and then leap on top of it
>Have Lorelei inspect it and learn what you’re even dealing with.
>Tell Repo and Koma to do some ripping and tearing for you.
>Writein

>>36166603
>Wait until the last second and then leap on top of it
>Have Lorelei inspect it and learn what you’re even dealing with.

>>36166603
>Wait until the last second and then leap on top of it

>>36166603
>Have Lorelei inspect it and learn what you’re even dealing with.

>>36166603
>Wait until the last second and then leap on top of it
>Tell Repo and Koma to do some ripping and tearing for you.

A little bit of everything but dodging.

Writing

>>36166603
>Try to dodge it
>Tell Repo and Koma to do some ripping and tearing for you.

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Your first instinct is to try and dash out of the way like Lorelei next to you does, but if you were somebody who took things safe and reasonably, you wouldn’t be here right. Instead you coil up on yourself and tense every muscle in your body. Hard. You could probably crack open Koma with the amount of pressure you’ve got right now. The behemoth is speeding towards you like some sort of demented train, but you stay still and wait. And wait. Until the last possible moment where he is utterly committed to charging your current position, and then you vault yourself upwards, using your tail like a massive fleshy spring.

Most species don’t know Nagas can jump and assume they are stuck to the floor thanks to their massive tails. While it’s true that this maneuver is usually more effort than it’s worth on your part, it’s always so satisfying to prove them wrong.

And that’s when you feel claws raking across your belly. While the monstrosity barely got more than the tip of your tail, it was still prepared for your tactic and adjusted its own course enough to claw at you. Even with its counter, the thing still slams painfully into the walls of the chamber, giving you enough time to counter attack with your dual cutlasses, earning you both purchase as your blades sink into that rubbery black hide and a roar of pain from your new mount.

“Koma! Repo! A little help! Doctor! Tell me what the Boros this thing is and how we kill it!”

Lorelei pulls out the tubes she was inspecting earlier.

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>>36167720
“If these specimens are anything to go by, our subject is totally gross.” She proudly proclaims.

“A little more specific!” You call back, trying to hold on as the creature bucks and writhes and ignoring the shiver in your spine. If Lorelei calls something gross, it must be pretty twisted

“Well, he is neither machine nor flesh, but rather something between. Also he is definitely a he.”

“How do you-”

“I just know.” She insists, all her usual bubbliness and cheer gone.

Then how do we kill it?”

“I have no idea whatsoever!” She proclaims, just as proudly as before.

You don’t have much time to respond as you hear Repo screaming some kind of angry warcry. You look over to see Koma – Audi fastened firmly on his back – tossing Repo like an oversized, angry shotput covered in blades right in your direction. The cyborg redhead clings tightly to the creatures flesh(?) with her bladed hands and feet just the same as you do with your swords.

“I gotta say, Val, you really know how to live it up.”

She offers you a smile as she drags her claws across the thing’s back, eliciting screeches of pain. A real, genuine smile, not the hateful sneer she always threw your way whenever you met in the past.
>”Well of course, not just anyone can evade a Federation Repossessor with a perfect record.”
>”I am the great pirate Captain Valdessa Atroxius, after all.”
>”You think this is living, just wait until you meet the Mechaniacs. Or Kytan.”
>Try using your guns on the damn thing.
>Your blades are called impact cutlasses for a reason. Use those explosives!
>Just hold on tight and let the more agile Repo do her thing.
>Writein

>>36167761
>”I am the great pirate Captain Valdessa Atroxius, after all.”
>Try using your guns on the damn thing.

>>36167761
>”You think this is living, just wait until you meet the Mechaniacs. Or Kytan.”
>Your blades are called impact cutlasses for a reason. Use those explosives!

>>36167761
>”I am the great pirate Captain Valdessa Atroxius, after all.”
>Try using your guns on the damn thing.

Bragging and shooting.

Writing.

>>36167761
>>36167825
Backing this!

>>36168026
I gotta go to sleep soon, so thanks a ton for running!

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“You ARE dealing with the great pirate Captain Valdessa Atroxius, you know” You state in your infinite modesty, jamming one of your cutlasses deep into the monster’s hide to free up a hand in order to do some damage with your plaslock pistols. “I’m not one for doing things halfway.”

Repo just rolls her eyes and giggles. Giggles? No, that can’t be right. It sounds so out of place coming from her.

“Course ya don’t. Now do we have a plan or are we just gonna hold on ‘til the damn thing tires itself out.

Your only response is a shrug and a firing a few more rounds into its “skull”.

“Of course not.” Repo replies, tearing out more hunks of metallic meat.

You both have to hold on tight as it flops down to the floor, right on top of the robot corpses from earlier, the claws that line the front of the creature working furiously.

“FOOLISH HATCHLINGS, I HAVE SEEN EONS PASS, EMPIRES RISE AND CRUMBLE, STARS WINK OUT IN THE SKY. AND YET I REMAIN. I WILL NOT BE BESTED BY THE LIKES OF YOU. I WILL NOT REST, CANNOT REST, UNTIL MY WORK IS DONE.”

As the creature speaks, the damage you did it slowly heals over, the cutlass you let go of actually sinking into its flesh-metal before you can grab it.

“I AM ETERNAL.”

You curse your luck and hold on tightly to the second cutlass, making sure he doesn’t get a repeat performance.

“Well now we know why the ships outside are so torn apart.” You sigh.

“And what happened to their crew.” Repo responds, lips pursed in a hateful grimace before tearing into the colossal beast with renewed vigor. “And what he was lookin’ to do to Audi.”

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>>36168889
“Wait, wait! I have an idea!” Lorelei shouts up to you two. “Try this!”

She hurls the tubes up to the two of you and while they fall horrendously short, Repo leaps for them and you manage to reach for Repo while keeping your grip on your target.

“Well that’s great, but now what do we do?” You yell back at her.

“Just shove them in an open wound and they should do the rest!” The mad doctor replies, beaming.

“Some doctor you got there.” Repo mutters.

>Do as she says. Doctors orders, after all.
>Try to find your own solution to this.
>Ask Koma for some more assistance.
>Writein

>>36168919
Bad monster!
>Try to find your own solution to this.
Right in the eye!

>>36168919
>Do as she says. Doctors orders, after all.

>>36168919
>Do as she says. Doctors orders, after all.
>Ask Koma for some more assistance.

>>36168919
>Do as she says. Doctors orders, after all.
>Ask Koma for some more assistance.

>>36168919
>Do as she says. Doctors orders, after all.

>>36168919
>Do as she says. Doctors orders, after all.

Doctors and rockmen.

Writing

>>36169275
Every doctor's orders are generally worth following, but a terrifying one more so!

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You take a good look at the tubes the doctor just tossed you. Instead of the sleek black matte of before, they are now splotchy and faded grey, covered with oozing pustules of you really don’t want to know what and writhing of their own volition.

“Koma! Give me an opening!”

With a shrug, the Igneoid tears the head off of the skeletal robot he had be grappling with and hurls it at the massive red eye of the beast, shattering the lens and sending sparks flying everywhere. The beast rears its head back in pain, screeching and undulating about to try and fling you off of him. Unfortunately for it, he only serves to give you the perfect opening you need to shove those cables right into his open eye socket. The monstrosity freezes up entirely, gives one solitary spasm, then another, and then begins to roar out in furious pain as hunks of him fall off wholesale and his rubbery black “skin” begins to dissolve.

“NO” He protests. “I AM ETERNAL. I AM INVINCIBLE. I MUST COMPLETE MY MISSION. I -WILL- COMPLETE MY MISSION. I WILL RESTORE GLORY TO HOUSE CASTA. I…”

As you and Repo freefall from his back, she devotes he attention to making sure she lands feet first. You, however, are more interested in that gross, leathery hunk of flesh in the center of the beast that looks like jerky partially wrapped in snakeskin. You line up your pistol and fire a single shot through the center of its mass. No blood sprays forth from your target, just entirely too dry of skin.

“I have failed.” You hear the jerky-thing croak out before landing in a heap of yourself on the ground below.

>>36170118
Wooohoo!

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>>36170118
Looking around you, you find your missing cutlass amongst the roiling black ooze and discarded body parts strewn about. Not only that, but you find not one, not two, but three reconfiguration chips in the mess! That’s all eight! All that’s left now is the final resting place of Scaly Dan’s treasure!

While you claim your rewards, Lorelei is humming to herself as she collects samples of the ooze that is the melted black flesh of whatever it was you just killed and Repo has already removed Audi from Koma’s back and is cradling her still unconscious friend in her one remaining arm. She doesn’t look up, but she talks to you all the same.

“Pretty clever of that guy, to just wait for the pieces to come find him.”

“Too bad he didn’t account for me being the one to find him.”

“I know what that feels like.” Repo says with a forced chuckle and a shake of her head. “Now look, a deal’s a deal. You helped me rescue Audi, so now I owe you more than I could ever repay. But I always pay my debts, no matter how impossible they fuckin’ are. So if you’re gonna kill me I ain’t gonna fight it, but at least promise me you’ll drop Audi off somewhere safe.”

>”I’d rather have a new crewmate.”
>”You really do care for her, don’t you?”
>”I’ll take good care of her, don't worry.”
>Writein

>>36170140
>”I’d rather have a new crewmate.”

>>36170140
>”You really do care for her, don’t you?”
Let's get Audi before discussing what to do after.

>>36170140
>>”I’d rather have a new crewmate.”
>>”You really do care for her, don’t you?”

>>36170170
*up to speed, doh.

>>36170140
>”I’d rather have new crewmates.”

>>36170140
>”I’d rather have a new crewmate.”
>”You really do care for her, don’t you?”
Silly Repo, both of you are officaly part of the crew now, and neither of you have a say in the matter.

>>36170140
>>”You really do care for her, don’t you?”
>Writein
"I can't promise you it's somewhere safe, but my ship is a welcoming home that would love to have the both of you."

>>36170235
you could say we've repossessed her

>>36170140
>>36170189
This.

>>36170281
Anon pls.

>>36170140
>”You really do care for her, don’t you?”
We can discuss their depts once we get out of here.

A whole bunch of sappy bullshit.

Writing

>>36170399
Sappy bullshit is the best.
We better get a proper money-shot here!

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You put a hand on her shoulder. “I’d rather have two new crewmates if you’re up to signing on. We’ve all had a long enough day without me killing someone who doesn’t deserve it and you of all people should know how impossible it is for the Federation to get their hands on my ship.”

She tenses up at your touch and again at your words.

“Look, I don’t wanna seem ungrateful or nothin’, but I ain’t gonna have to slice people up no more, will I? Cause I don’t think I can handle anymore of that.”

You inspect her quizzically “Really? You always seemed so…enthusiastic about it.” Repo just rolls her eyes.

“Well duh. Audi gave up her life to become an Auditor so that the damn fubbers could piece me back together as a Repo gal. If I let her know just how much I couldn’t stand our jobs, it would probably destroy her.”

“You really do care about her, don’t you?”

“She gave her life up for mine. If I weren’t willin’ to do the same for her, how could I call myself her friend? Now don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the old rough n tumble, it’s just all the blood and the guts and the murder that I can’t stomach no more.”

You give her another pat on the shoulder

“Don’t worry, I won’t make you kill anyone you don’t want to. Now how about we get out of here before we discuss the specifics?”

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>>36171022
“You the boss, cap.” Repo stands up unaided, still cradling Audi in her tattered business suit. The jostling causes the unconscious cyborg’s eyes to open up.

“Repo?” She calls out deliriously, only to get shushed by her partner.

“Shh, it’s okay. We gonna be pirates now, Audi. At least for a little while. Just rest for now, we can worry about it in the morning.”

The Auditor ventures a hand up to Repo’s cheek and manages a smile for passing out again. Not but a moment later, the whole chamber shakes.

“-ptain! Captain, do you read?” Cernu’s voice cuts into your comm.

“This is Captain Valdessa here, reading you loud and clear! Good news, we got the rest of the map!”

“Oh thank Boros the jammer is dead!“ Cernu’s voice buzzes urgently in your ear “The Foliate Dreadnaught is back! And Bermudos is falling apart as we speak!”

It never is easy, is it?

END OF THREAD SEVENTEEN

>>36171047
Thanks for running! Great thread again.

And archived! Sorry for the short thread today. I really did want to start it sooner, but life had different plans. I'll still be around for some Q&A if you have any questions.

>>36171047
>Already over
;_;
Thanks for the thread.

>>36171047
Thanks for running.

>>36171100
Thanks for the thread Cap, next thread same time next week?

>>36171246
Hopefully earlier next time.

>>36171327
Are there any minor species around, or are the main ones the only ones?

>>36171516
Yes. I've described a few here and there (the squidlike store clerk, the fungoid bartender, and the crustacean noble girl, to name a few), I guess we just haven't bumped into many people outside our crew.