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Archive (Thread 1): http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Infinte+Stars+Quest%2C+Space%2C+Sci+Fi%2C+Collective+Game

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You are Captain SAMANTHA WELLINGS, a newly minted captain of the Centauri Accord!

Gullinbursti makes the FTL jump to the Accord colony of Eridani without incident, thankfully enough. However, you ARE carrying a couple dozen extra passengers, the crew of the ill fated Conveyor 5410, caught in the middle of a deal gone awry. Well, serves them right for dealing with pirates.

There was one other thing, though. You paid a visit to Natalia, and probably against your better judgment, you drank one of her infamous concoctions, and ended up growing a size.

A breast size.

"Fufufufu, I can see many commercial applications for this." Natalia giggles.

"That's not funny." You grumble as your uniform slowly begins to adjust to accommodate your new figure.

"Well, I'm sure I can easily revert the change." Natalia shrugs, with a glint in her eye. "All you have to do is ask."

>I never said I didn't want them...
>I guess I'll give them a try...
>Get rid of them!
>Other
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>>45545638
>>I never said I didn't want them...
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>Other
Drink another one
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>>45545638

>I guess I'll give them a try...
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>>45545638
>>I never said I didn't want them...
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>>45545638
>Get rid of them!
We don't know the side effects, let's not tempt fate
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>>45545638

>Get rid of them!
Petite pride!
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>>45545638
>I never said I didn't want them...
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>>45545638
>>I never said I didn't want them...
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>>45545638
>>I never said I didn't want them...

She should examine them, to make sure there weren't any side effects... yes...
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>>45545638
>>I guess I'll give them a try...
Their B cups how bad can they be?
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>>45545638
>You didn't even see this coming! Are you sure this won't have side effects?
>Hell, are you sure your getting rid of them won't have MORE side effects? I think I'll just stay like this, thanks. At least I still SEEM to be more or less fine.
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>>45545638
>>45545826
this
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>>45545638
>>45545826
This. Or is it me or has Sam's breast in the OP look bigger to.
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>>45545638
>I never said I didn't want them...
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>>45545638
>Have them examined.
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>>45546004
Well when you don't have any at all, any improvement makes em look fucking huge.
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>>45545664
>>45545679
>>45545691
>>45545693
>>45545740
>>45545760
>>45545771
>>45545803
>>45546028
Like >>45545803
Said should we get them checked out?
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>>45545638
Supporting >>45546050
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>>45545638
"H-hey now, I never said I didn't want them.." You mumble. "Besides, what if there are side effects? Taking one of your damn concoctions bad enough, but two?"

"Hmmmm, I suppose you raise a legitimate point." Natalia gives a knowing smile. "Well, if you change your mind or feel any sort of discomfort, come straight back to me and I'll sort it out!"

You severely doubt that would happen.

Grumbling, you make your way over to the bridge. You should be dropping out of FTL any minute, and you wanted to be there to see Eridani. Hopefully your crew wouldn't notice the... "changes."

"Captain." Bradford turns to greet you as you enter the bridge, but then he pauses. "Hm, that's odd..."

"What's wrong?" You give a cautious frown.

"Sorry Captain, it just seems that there's something... different about you." Bradford can't quite put words to his suspicions and turns to the rest of the crew. "I'm not crazy am I?"

"Hmmm, now that you mention it..." Amy spins around in her chair and squints.

"You might be onto something." Elsa nods.

Fuck, they totally noticed.

>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
>Better come clean with it.
>Other
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>>45546180
>>Better come clean with it.
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>>45546180
>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
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>>45546180
>>Better come clean with it.
Took some enhancing drugs!
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>>45546180
>>Better come clean with it.
Drank one of doc's concoctions, got bigger tits. Side effects still pending.
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>>45546180
>>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.

There's nothing to see here! NOTHING!!!
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>>45546180
>Better come clean with it.

Lewdestroyers yesterday, and now breast expansion. Jesus Christ, Merc IS getting more perverted.
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>>45546180
>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
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>>45546180
>>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
play it off as stress from our first fight in the new ship.
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>>45546180
>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
>Other
"Come on, people, we're still on the clock. How close are we to Eridani?"
Distract them with work.
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>>45546180
>Better come clean with it.
I drank the shit....
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>>45546180

>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
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>>45546180
>>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
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>>45546180
>>Better come clean with it.
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>>45546180
>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.

I have no idea what you guys are talking about, there's nothing different about me today whatsoever. *whistles*
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>>45546180
>>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
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>>45546180
>Play dumb. It's all in their imaginations.
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U S A
S
A
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>>45546564
Just splerg out at another KC thread dude
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>>45546564
She speaks like Tarzan
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>>45546595
she looks very happy for being damaged.
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>>45546595
Hard to do when he isn't running
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>>45546615
She's looking forward to getting her revenge.
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>>45546595
H-how is that skirt staying on when it's in that state?
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>>45546676
Sophisticated damage control.
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>>45546665
hm.

>>45546676
By the power of America anon.
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>>45546180
"Pfffft, it's all just your imaginations." You roll your eyes as you try to wave off their suspicions. You plop down in your command chair, very wary of the new pressure pressing against your chest. "It's probably from all the stress from that last battle.

The rest of your crew seems to accept this, though they still shoot a few suspicious looks at you from time to time, which you try to ward off with your most poisonous glare. Finally, Gullinbursti drops out of FTL, and ahead, you find an idyllic blue and green planet, not too different from Earth. It hangs in the void of space in front of you, like a sapphire and emerald jewel. Your tactical immediately lights up, labeling the planet as ERIDANI.

"Receiving a secure transmission." Lida announces.

"Gullinbursti, this is Eridani Control, we're reading your arrival loud and clear." Your comm buzzes. "You are clear to dock in Bay 6. Stand by to receive nav info."

Your tactical display then registers a blue blip, indicating where you were supposed to land. A large space station hanging above the planet itself, connected by the thin strand of an orbital elevator shaft. Like most Accord style structures, the entire station is pearl white with a blue glow. You see dozens of other ships, some resembling Gullinbursti, clustered around it.

"Amy?" You look to your helmswoman.

"Already on it." Amy nods. "Just going in slow and steady..."

"What will you do once we land, Captain?" Bradford asks.

>Oversee the processing of the prisoners.
>Oversee the the followup maintenance.
>Meet up with your fellow Captains.
>Report directly to Command.
>Other
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>>45546676
The power of USA censorship
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Infinite Stars Quest - fuck yergh!

Just in time for the shenanigans.
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>>45546709
>>Meet up with your fellow Captains.
Time to establish a network of Contacts
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>>45546709
>Oversee the processing of the prisoners.
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>>45546564
Best ship.
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>>45546709
>Report directly to Command.
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>>45546709
>oversee the processing of the prisoners
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>>45546709
>>Report directly to Command.
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>>45546709
>>Oversee the processing of the prisoners.
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>>45546709
>Meet up with your fellow Captains.
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>>45546709
>>Oversee the processing of the prisoners.
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>>45546760
Will that be Pacific Strike!Iowa's official appearance?
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>>45546709
>>Oversee the the followup maintenance.

Gotta see if the baby got scratched on her first mission.
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>>45546709
>>>Oversee the processing of the prisoners.
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>>45546844
Ungh!

Must calibrate! Soon!
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>>45546709
>Report directly to Command.
"Bradford, take care of the follow-up maintenance. Lida, coordinate with station authorities for handover of the prisoners. I'll be heading to Command."
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>>45546810
Possibly~
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>>45546709

>Report directly to Command.
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>>45546775
Changing vote to

>report directly to command
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>>45546709
>Report directly to Command.

>As we walk into the room, Command asks us if there's something different about us.
JUST
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>>45546610
https://twitter.com/noisy_sgr/status/701256136184373248
https://twitter.com/noisy_sgr/status/701206064776114176
Iowa's voice for ya'll.
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>>45546979
Aaaaand they gave her the standard anime girl voice...god damn it japan.
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>>45546564
>tarzan speak

I hope this isn't a thing for all Americans. Because it wasn't for the fucking Germans.
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>>45547086
>how you want your Italian, buddy?
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>>45546709
"All right, I'll go report in to Command." You announce. "Bradford, you and Tank oversee the processing of the prisoners. The rest of you help Scott do a post-battle diagnostic on Gullinbursti. I want to make sure nothing got knocked loose or anything."

"Yes, Captain!" Your crew affirms.

As they go about their new duties, you head for the airlock, where you disembark the ship and step onto the dock. You can see hundreds of station personnel darting back and forth, servicing the various docked ships as well as carting cargo back and forth. The first thing you notice is that the gravity here is lighter than normal, in order to make it easier to carry heavy loads around. You make a note of this to ensure not to lose your balance and slowly glide down the walkway heading into the main section of the space station. Its a simple matter to follow the signs to the Command Center, where all of Eridani's military operations were coordinated.

The Command Center isn't all that much different from Gullinbursti's bridge, with control consoles, monitors, and personnel everywhere, managing the station's systems. There's a special section set aside for officers to debrief.

You step inside, expecting to see the commanding officer of the Eridani garrison. Instead, you're greeted with the holographic projection of Colonel Frolaytia, her incorporeal form just as imposing and seductive as her physical one.

"Ah, Captain Wellings, you've finally arrived." She grins, and then pauses. "Did your chest grow larger?"

Goddamnit!

>Must be a problem with the signal...
>Um, yes. It's a long story.
>Other
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>>45547103
>Italians

At the bottom of the ocean or hanging from a noose.
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>>45547086
Jingoism is rearing its head in japan. I mean, it has to keep the racism company.
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>>45547105
>>Um, yes. It's a long story.
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>>45547111
They could at least be jingoistic without butchering another language.
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>>45547105
>>Must be a problem with the signal...
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>>45547105
>>Must be a problem with the signal...
In for a penny, in for a pound.
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>>45547105
>Um, yes. It's a long story.
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>>45547105
>Must be a problem with the signal...
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>>45547105
>Must be a problem with the signal...
NO ONE MUST EVER KNOW.
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>>45547105
>>Must be a problem with the signal...
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>>45547105
>Must be a problem with the signal...
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>>45547105
>>Um, yes. It's a long story.
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>>45547133
But that wound be in the japanese spirit.
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>>45547105
>Must be a problem with the signal...
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>>45547105
>>Must be a problem with the signal...
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>>45547105

>Must be a problem with the signal...
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>>45547105
>>Must be a problem with the signal...

Stick to the plan! There's NOTHING changed about Sam!
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>>45547105
>Must be a problem with the signal

See how far we can pretend everything is normal?
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Gotta say I don't remember Sam (in general) being that flat; I figured she'd have Bs in the first place. And during VMQ, he used Charlotte for some of the original Sam's 'art'
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>>45547266
It was as you say.

But... "space boobs."

Also, we now have a running gag?
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>>45547266

Same, I thought she was already a B, and the 'upgrade' brought it up to C. But W/E, it's not like that's a stat we should care that much about lol.
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>>45547480
>Breast stat
Would an F be good or bad?
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>>45547509

Holy god! F would be Fantastic!
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Reminder that Sammy was made for B-cups.
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>>45547509
Depends on the girl really. Sam that big wouldn't feel fight. Julie/Johnson on the other hand.... I think Janice is already there.
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>>45547480
Not really complaining, just remarking on it.
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>>45547509
Unless she gorws a bit taller. I think a low C is the max.
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>>45547677
We are so weird right now.
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>>45547105
"It must be a problem with the signal!" You insist rather quickly. "Probably warping the projection or something..."

"Hmmm, perhaps." Frolaytia nods, but her sly grin seems to suggest she's not completely buying it. "Anyways, you're probably wondering why you're not talking to the Eridani garrison commander."

"The thought did cross my mind." You nod as you keep track of Frolaytia, whose holographic projection was pacing around the room, as if she was trying to examine you from all angles. "Why am I still talking to you?"

"Well, truth be told, Commander Edelson is not within your chain of command. Nobody really is, actually." Frolaytia smiles. "Since you're on special deployment, you're considered to be a part of the Shadow Fleet."

"Shadow fleet?" You raise an eyebrow. This was the first time you've heard about this.

"On paper, you'll be part of Eridani's patrol force." Frolaytia explains, taking a short puff from her pipe. "But unofficially, you'll be advancing the Accord's interests in the area by any means possible. Sabotage, piracy, theft, whatever goes. You have complete operational freedom in the Frontier."

W-wow. That was pretty awesome... and a bit terrifying, too.

"Naturally, such a responsibility requires a special kind of oversight. Mine, specifically." Frolaytia grins. "Unless you have a problem with this? I know this may be difficult to process, being former law enforcement and all..."

>No, this arrangement works.
>All that power does make me a bit uncomfortable...
>I have no opinion either way.
>Other
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>>45547700
>other
"So basically i am a privateer? When my plank will be delivered?"
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>>45547700
>>No, this arrangement works.

No no, this is pretty cool. So we're like the special forces?
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>>45547700
>No this arrangement works.
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>>45547700
>>No, this arrangement works.
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>>45547700
>I have no opinion either way.

As long as we get to fly.
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>>45547700
>>All that power does make me a bit uncomfortable...

I like >>45547726 though.
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>>45547700
>No, this arrangement works.

>>45547728
We're Rogue Traders son.
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>>45547700
>No, this arrangement works.
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>>45547700
Someone's been enjoying Heavy Object, I see.

>Other
Going with >>45547726
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>>45547700
>>All that power does make me a bit uncomfortable...

>>45547778
Well at least we don't have a Psyker compounding future problems.
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>>45547700
>>45547726
This.
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>>45547700
>>All that power does make me a bit uncomfortable...
from space cops to privateers, that's a big step.
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>>45547848
And then psychic powers are real. Because of course.
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>>45547848
>not wanting a Psyker daughteru
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>>45548033
>wanting her to have a life of suffering as the voices of the damned and the demonic wear away at her psyche
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>>45547700
"So I'm basically a privateer?" You smirk. "When will the plank we delivered?"

Frolaytia throws her head back in genuine laughter, which seems to last for a good few seconds before she regains her composure, wiping a tear from her eye.

"Yes, that's a very apt description. You'll be expected upon orders, or upon your own accord, to attack any and all enemies of the Accord, be it pirates, rogues, or even Hegemony and Confederate forces. Of course, if you're ever caught, then we'll deny any association with you."

"I understand." You nod.

"Good." Frolaytia nods. "Now, from what I see, those prisoners you dropped off appear to be tangled in some sort of large scale smuggling ring. I was just wondering if you'd want to investigate that yourself, or leave it to the local authorities to handle?"

>We've got better things to do. We'll leave it for the garrison.
>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
>Other
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>>45547902
Makes sense for the character. But it may be that we're also a cop who is just grateful to have a job. So "No this arrangement works" could also mean "I'm not comfortable with this but I'm not sure if I say this to my boss. Just because we're privateers doesn't mean we're going off the reservation... Yet...
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>>45548065
It's a good pain.
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>>45548067
>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
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>>45548067
>>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
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>>45548067
>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
First catch: infamous space pirate
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>>45548067
>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
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>>45548067
>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.

Rematch time?
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>>45548067
>>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
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>>45547848
>>45547920
>inb4 Psychic powers are being researched in clandestine parts of the galaxy by various groups and factions. Only a matter of time before a public announcement.
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>>45548067
>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
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>>45548067
>>We've got nothing better to do. We'll handle it.
might as well finish what we started
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>>45547920
>>45548033
>Sam's cyborg/psyker/genemodded daughteru or son is named Max.
>Sam and Max.
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>>45548183
>Publicly announcing the existence of people who can flay you alive with their minds
And I bet everything will go swimmingly.
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>>45548251
>Maxine

Fund it.
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>>45548251
If we went pirate, we could've called ourselves freelance police.
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What if instead of a daughteru it's a sister niece we didn't know we had?

You know, sent away by our family River Tam style.
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>>45548183
I'd imagine they're researching 2 branches: Mental Manipulation stuff and Physical Manipulation stuff.

Mental:
>Empaths, Telepaths, Minor Precognition, Mind Tricks, Shared Senses, Astral Projection, Mind Control, Possession, etc.

Physical:
>Telekinesis, Pyrokinesis, Electrokinesis, and pretty much any sort of manipulation on the physical level.
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>>45548317
What would our outlaw code of ethics be?
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>>45548322
Then we initiate a badass plan to infiltrate and extract that niece, the keep her safe on our ship as we continue to go on adventures, like what they did on Firefly!

...Fuck, now I actually want it to happen...
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>>45548390
>we start getting dreams from our psyker niece

Be so fucking hype.
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>>45548322
Then the Accord is the Alliance, and we're the Serenity.

In which case, we'd probably go to Cerberus to keep the ship flying.
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>>45548067
"We've got nothing better to do." You shrug. "We'll handle it."

"All right then." Frolaytia nods at your decision. "Then just make sure you figure out who's pulling the strings. It may be pirates, it may be a front for some kind of Hegemony op. But let's get to the bottom of this."

"You seem awfully concerned over just a load of lobsters." You frown. "It's not like it's particularly dangerous contraband.

"No, but it's VALUABLE contraband." Frolaytia counters. "Valuable enough for somebody to risk venturing into Accord space to avoid Hegemony inspectors."

"All right, I think I got a lead." You grin. "We won't disappoint."

"Please don't We have a lot riding on you." Frolaytia winks before the transmission cuts.

Well, at this point, Bradford and Tank should be "processing" the prisoners...

>Go check in on the prisoners.
>See how maintenance on the Gullinbursti is going.
>See if you can meet any other ship captains.
>Other
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>>45548443
>See if you can meet any other ship captains.
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>>45548443
>>See if you can meet any other ship captains.

Always nice to make new friends that may or may not save our asses if we're in a bind.
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>>45548443
>>Go check in on the prisoners.
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>>45548443
>>See if you can meet any other ship captains.

Eh, mingling and all that, information and connections are important after all.
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>>45548436
Confederacy could be the ones doing the Psyker research, like the Confederacy and Dominion in Starcraft.

It doesn't have to be a 1:1 copy of Firefly.
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>>45548443

>See if you can meet any other ship captains

I agree with >>45548478 , would always be a good thing to make friends when doing stuff like what we will be doing
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>>45548443
>See if you can meet any other ship captains.
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>>45548525
>Turns out everybody except the Hegemony is doing psyker research
>The Hegemony thinks psychic powers are pure bullshit
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>>45548489
>See if you can meet any other ship captains.

Also see if we can fish for leads / get info on what everybody else is doing in our sky
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>>45548443
>>See if you can meet any other ship captains.
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>>45548606
>Instead they're working on something even more crazy like AI to create sentient ships
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>>45548443
>See if you can meet any other ship captains.
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>>45548687
Meeting a Meatfucker type could be pretty fun.
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>>45548443
You figure your crew has things handled on their ends. This should afford you some time to socialize a bit. Get to know the other captains operating in this little corner of space. You know that the station has numerous recreational facilities for those crews putting into port, but not having the time or funds to go down to the planet itself. Every space station worth its salt should have some sort of officers' club...

>Roll 1d20
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>45548750
COME ON JAEGER
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>45548750
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>45548750
Come on lucky b cups
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>45548750
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>>45548763
>>45548764
>>45548767

Fuck! Upgrading the boobs used up all the luck!
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>>45548767
>>45548764
>>45548763
So apparently we're fucking lost
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>>45548763
>>45548764
>>45548767
Well, we're lost on a space station. Signs, what are those?
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>>45548763
>>45548764
>>45548767
Ha! Great job guys. We meet Scruffy the jainitor.
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Well, at least we didn't get any 1's.

Might have met the station's clown.
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>>45548822
I'm guessing we would've gone where no man is supposed to go.
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>>45548750
Unfortunately, despite having access to a map, the one unthinkable and most feared outcome occurs to you.

You...

You...

You get LOST.

So now here you are, a perfectly grown and adult woman, wandering the halls of a massive station like a lost child. The stark white halls just looked the same EVERYWHERE. You were honestly starting to get a bit distressed...

>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!
>M-maybe you should call for help.
>Other
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>>45548687
>AIs
>Psychics
Throw in aliens and we can have a three-way apocalypse.
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>>45548860
>>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!
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>>45548860
>Other

Just pick a room, walk in, and act like we meant to go in there! One of these doors has to be the bar!
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>>45548860
>>M-maybe you should call for help.
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>>45548860
M-maybe you should call for help.

Call Amy.
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>>45548860
>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!
Use PDA or find an Intercom.
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>>45548860
>>Other

Whatever of the first two choices doesn't have a dice roll.
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>>45548860
>>M-maybe you should call for help.
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>>45548860
>M-maybe you should call for help.
Just ask for directions.
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>>45548860
>M-maybe you should call for help.
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>>45548860
>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!
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>>45548860
>>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!

We need a thread full of nothing but Sam's out of ship misadventurers
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>>45548860
>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!
We're a bigger girl than we were yesterday at least.
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>>45548863
Oh great, if it isn't the Demons from the nth dimension killing us via Psychics, it's the Psychotic A.I., or perhaps the Ayys drop by next Tuesday to colonize the Milky Way.
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>>45548983
You just described 40k in a nutshell
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>>45548860
>>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!
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>>45548860
>>No no, you're a big girl. You can handle this!

W-we're not lost, we're just advancing from another direction!
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N-no! You were a grown, adult woman! You could find your way out of this! You manage to find a holographic sign on the wall and head over to it. There, you see that the hall ends in a T intersection, with signs pointing in the two directions.

>FIRING RANGE
>SPA
>Other
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>>45549160
>FIRING RANGE
GUNS
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>>45549160
>>SPA
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>>45549160
>FIRING RANGE
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>>45549160
>FIRING RANGE
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>>45549160
>>SPA
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>>45549160
>SPA
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>>45549160
>>SPA

Perfect for relaxing after a mission!
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>>45549160
>>SPA
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>>45549160
>Firing range
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>>45549160
>>FIRING RANGE
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>>45549160
>FIRING RANGE
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>>45549160
>>SPA
>>
>>45549160
>>SPA
>>
>>45549160
>SPA
>>
>>45549160
>Firing range
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>>45549160
>SPA
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>>45549160
>>SPA
Time to play with our new toys.
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>>45549160
>Other

The one marked "TOP SECRET: DO NOT ENTER"
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>45546237

How many more threads until Merc goes full Magical Realm?

Rollan to see
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>>45549406
Oh dear lord
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>>45549406
You fuck.
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>>45549406
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH GOD MY SIDES!!!
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>>45549406
Is that good or bad?
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>>45546237
>>45549406

Speaking of which would anons prefer to get first, a pic of Sam's new assets, or Hoel checking the structural integrity of her sister's torpedo tubes?

I need to know for reasons
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>>45549441
We are so fucked.
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>>45549455

I vote Hoel.
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>>45549455
Lewd destroyers doing lewd things, plz.
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>>45549455
Sam please.
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>>45549160
You decide to check out the spa, which really tempted you. A spa was kind of a luxury you never really had the time or the money to take advantage of. And, well, since you were here, why not check it out? You take a right turn down the hall until you reach what looks to be a very modest but futuristic looking lobby. The holographic projection of a you woman, most likely some kind of service AI, materializes in front of you.

"Welcome to the Distant Horizons Spa, Captain Wellings!" The hologram says cheerfully. You assume that there was some kind of covert ID reader hidden in the room that was analyzing the ID badge incorporated into your uniform. "I see that this is your first visit! Would you like to take advantage of our services? Accord officers of a rank of captain or higher can attend for free!"

>Sure, why the hell not.
>Actually, I just need some directions.
>Other
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>>45549160
>>SPA
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>>45549492
>>Actually, I just need some directions.
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>>45549455
The latter
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>>45549492
>>Sure, why the hell not.
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>>45549492
>Sure, why the hell not.
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>>45549492
>>Sure, why the hell not.
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>>45549492
>>Actually, I just need some directions.
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>>45549492
>>Sure, why the hell not.
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>>45549492
>>Sure, why the hell not.

Maybe we could get an oil massage--"happy ending" optional!
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>>45549492
>Sure, why the hell not.
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>>45549492
>Actually I just need some directions
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>>45549492
>>Sure, why the hell not.
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>>45549455
Lesbian boats please
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>>45549492
>Sure, why the hell not.
I hope we get caught by our bridge crew.
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>>45549492
>Sure, why the hell not.

>captcha asks for street signs
What the hell? It gave me pictures of Korean shop signs.
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>>45549492
>Sure, why the hell not?

As someone who spends inordinate amounts of time in a small space, keeping with one person (who you're related to. ) I can attest to the brass tax that this is NEEDED.

Fuck the of the other captains. They can wait.
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>>45549543
From a strong muscular guy named Jager?
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>>45549599
>Masseuse Jaeger
Seems he's fallen on hard times
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>>45549492
>>Actually, I just need some directions.
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>>45549543

Get those new mammaries massaged.
(I'm on mobile, someone roll for mutation hijinks due to chems used/ simulation of beat flesh)
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>>45549615

Still not rock bottom.

Two words, anon: Male Stripper.
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>>45549406
It's too late anon, we've already made the transition into the warp.

IT IS A GOOD PAIN
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>>45549639
For godsakes don't do what this man says!
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>45549639
>>45549677
Imma do what the man says
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>>45549492
>>Sure, why the hell not.
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>>45549717
JUST
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>>45549492
>>Sure, why the hell not.

>>45549615
Well hey, it could just be a hobby on the side.
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>>45549820
>Jaeger Sturmfuhrer
>Mercenary leader
>Legendary soldier
>Masseuse
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>>45549851
Fuck yeah, now he's a boss I'd work for.
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>>45549669
He's paying his way through med school.

By the way, his stage costume is a commissar hat.
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>>45549851

That there is a man who knows when to be gentle and when to be rough with his hands.
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>>45549851
>implying being paid to massage beautiful starship captains isn't an amazing way to retire
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>>45549902

Not even a thong or boots? Dude must have it rough.
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>>45549492
"Sure, why the hell not." You shrug.

"Excellent! This way please, Captain!" The hologram cheerfully says as she motions to a door to the side of the lobby that silently slides open. You step through to find a locker room of sorts, currently empty.

"You'll have locker number 7 assigned to you!" The hologram points out, and you see the normally red lit lock on the said locker turn green. You press your thumb on the pad and it swing open.

Knowing how things go, you carefully strip off your uniform and stow it in the locker and grab a towel from a nearby basket. It was warm and fuzzy to the touch. Very nice.

You then step out of the locker room, where you see another sign, pointing to various areas of the spa.

"Please choose which service you would like to take advantage of!" Your holographic greeter says in her usual happy tone.

>POOL
>SAUNA
>MASSAGE
>Other
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>>45549858
>As a member of the Space Demons of Randgriz, you shall learn the following skills:
>Infantry Tactics
>Close-Quarters Combat
>Sharpshooting
>Explosive Ordnance Disposal
>Massages
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>>45549950
>>SAUNA
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>>45549950
>>MASSAGE

The massage option, it exists!!! WOOOOO!!!!
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>>45549950
>>MASSAGE
At this point we can't not go there.

>>45549953
Where do I sign up?
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>>45549950
>MASSAGE
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>>45549950
>>MASSAGE
Then
>SAUNA
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>>45549950
>>MASSAGE
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>>45549953
>Implying Massages aren't covered under CQC: Non-lethal takedowns
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>>45549950
>MASSAGE

>So Captain what did you do while we were slaving away fixing the ship and processing prisoners?
>Well, um, I got lost and then had a free massage at the spa.
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>>45549950
>MASSAGE
Then
>SAUNA
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>>45549950
>>SAUNA
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>Other
I CHOOSE OTHER

SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT, I CAN TAKE IT

ALL OF IT
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>>45549455
Sam please
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>>MASSAGE

Can't not push the shiny red button on this one
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>>45549986
Incapacitation via pleasure-induced black-out?
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Ok real fast guys lewdships or Sam getting a massage from Jaeger?

Goddamnit Merc why'd you'd have to be so lewd all at once? I can't draw everything
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>>45549950
>Sauna

Awkward sauna conversations go!
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>>45550018
Massage!
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>>45550018
>Sam getting a massage from Jaeger

Lewds are just quick and dirty fan service writeups.
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>>45549950
>>MASSAGE
>>
>roll for massage
>20
>C-Cup
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>>45549950
>>SAUNA
the fuck are you guys doing?
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>>45550018
lewdships
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>>45549986

But of course. Extra care is given to topics such as "The Right Oil for the Right Job", "How Much Pressure is Too Much", and "Giving Clientele 'Special' Considerations".
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>>45549950
>>SAUNA
because if you cant be naked in a hot, steamy room with other people without making it weird there's something wrong with you.
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>>45549987
It's an interesting leadership style
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We should install a small spa on our ship.

You know.

For morale.
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>>45549987
>>45550101
>It's an interesting leadership style
Sounds like something Spock would say.

Hmm...Wonder when we'll meet Not! Captain Kirk?
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>>45549950
>SAUNA
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>>45550140
Captain Kirk would end up like that one Captain on Futurama.
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>>45550140

He's probably faffing about on Accord's payroll, too--probably meeting and fucking blue-skinned alien women, too.

The question you should be asking, however, is if he's Shatner-Kirk, or Chris Pine-Kirk.
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>>45550135
Spa's a bit much for a warship. We can install a hot tub at most really.

Though if we get a space upgrade, a spa would be the perfect place to see Tank's squad out of their armor.
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>>45550260
What if we had a modular rec room? Like you could press a button and it goes from pool tables to hot tubs and one of those infinity lap pools?
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>>45550283
That sounds way more feasible, since free-space on any warship, especially one as small as a Destroyer, is scarce.
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>>45549950
"I could really use a good massage." You say wistfully. Actually, this would be the first time you'd ever have one! It was a bit exciting, actually!

"Excellent, just this way then, Captain!" Your helpful holographic guide floats down the hall and you follow. She then leads you to a small room with a single bed.

"Now, we don't have any previous visits to learn your preferences, so would you prefer a massage from a robotic masseuse or a human one?" The holographic guide smiles. "Our robotic masseuses are very efficient and precise, though I guess some of you seem to want that erm, how do you put it, 'human touch?'"

>Robot
>Human
>Other
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>>45550334
>Robot
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>>45550334
>Human
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>>45550283

There's no way we could have the space for that--even a hot tub is pushing it. If I'm remembering the Normandy's layout correctly, even the newer one from ME2 and ME3 was considerably cramped. Sure you had bigger rooms and some had really nice panoramic windows, but it was all sandwiched together among 4 decks.
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>>45550334
>>Human
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>>45550334
>>Human

Aw yiss!!!
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>>45550334
>>Human
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>>45550334
>>Human
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>>45550346
I don't think our ship is literally the Normandy

Also you gotta remember the Normandy is from a vidya game and its shown size was more the limitations of the designers than anything else.
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>>45550334
>>Human

No buts about it!
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>>45550334
>Robot
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>>45550334
>Other
Tentacles
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>>45550334
>either way is fine.
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>>45550334
>Human
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>>45550334
>>Human
why are we waisting out time here?
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>>45550334
>>Human
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>>45550334
>>Robot
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>>45550334
>Horrifying Lovecraftian Abomination
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>>45550378
Remember to pick a safeword.
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>>45550410

>A Disciple of the Yellow King gives us a massage
>learn the secrets of Carcosa as his fingers melt the years of stress knots away
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>>45550334
>>Robot


Sounds like a better chance at lewd.
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>>45550334
>Robot
I want to see what happens.

>yfw human masseuse recognizes us and asks if our chest has grown larger
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>>45550521
>It's Tank
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>>45550540
Tank is one true husbando.
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>>45550419
Hold the fuck up I recognize that art style. I think.
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>>45550565
it's spiderman
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"How about a human one?" You request.

"As you wish." The hologram gives a little curtsy. "Just lay face down on the bed, and our specialist here shall be here shortly."

You nod as you take your place on the massage bed. At the edge of your vision, the image of your little helper winks out of existence.

You don't need to wait long, however, as you can hear the sound of a door sliding open, and footsteps slowly make their way over to you.

And you hear the voice of...

>A man
>A woman
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>>45550565
Unsounded.
>>
I think this summarizes tonight quite aptly

https://youtu.be/e0A5vzGMQr8
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>>45550657
>A man
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>>45550657
>>A woman
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>>45550657
>>A woman
Let it be our medic please
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>>45550657
>Man
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>>45550661
I knew it looked familiar. Loved reading that.

>>45550657
>>A man
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>45550657
>>A man

Rollan for Jaeger
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>>45550657
>>A woman
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>>45550657
>>A woman
Merc writes girls better.
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>>45550657
>>A man

Only the manliest of men can de-stress that delicate back! Aw yeah...
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>>45550657
>A woman
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>>45550686
Felicity Prudence just came through the door, didn't she?
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>>45550657
>>A woman
>>45550686
HA
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>>45550686
>>
>>45550657
>A woman
>>
>>45550657
>A woman
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>>45550657
>>A man
>>
>>45550686
So good.
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>>45550657
>A man
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>>45550686
>>45550724
>>45550728
>>45550730
>>45550737

...I'm not apologizing
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>>45550657
>A man

"I want it, HARD."
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>>45550657
>>A man
>>
>>45550657
>A woman
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>>45550657
>>A woman
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>>45550657
>Woman
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>>45550758
Are you implying a woman can't give a nice, hard shiatsu massage?
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>>45550657
>A man
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>>45550686
>IT'S A TRAP!
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>>45550657
"Hmmmm, I see somebody opted for a human massage." You hear a female voice remark. "Don't trust the robots here?

"Nah, I think I'm just looking for the 'human touch', as the staff here say." You chuckle.

"Ah, I see." The woman giggles. "All right, let's start, shall we?"

You then feel two warm hands press against your back, her skin smooth like silk. Your entire body tenses for a moment as your masseuse's fingers start pressing into your flesh, attacking all the sore points in your muscles and down to your very bone. It hurt at first, but... it ended up feeling really, REALLY good...

>Roll 1d20
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>>45550657
>>A man
>>
Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>45550919
>>
Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>45550919

It's the pirate
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>45550919
C'mon happy ending.
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>45550919
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>45548251

I swear there are a shit ton of different possibilities for 'Sam's Kid' Max (Name Pending) in this quest.
Clone, Psychic, Cyborg, Long lost family

>>45550919
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>45550919
COME ON!
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>45550919
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>45550919
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>45550919

DICE PLEASE
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>>45550954
<<No>>

>>45550926
>>45550937
>>45550943
>>
Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>45550949
>>45550948
>>45550947
>>45550944
>>45550943
>>45550937
>>45550926
Not one good roll out of all of these.
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OK, it's official: all the luck went to Sam's breasts.
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>>45550943
>>45550937
>>45550926
Dice don't like us today.
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>45550926
>>45550937
>>45550943

Looks like no happy ending, guys.
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I blame the anon who was wasting good rolls on random shit.
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>>45550926
>>45550937
>>45550943

Hah! I knew we should've picked a man for the job!
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>>45550926
>>45550937
>>45550943
It either ended really badly or we orgasmed due to low self control roll.
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>>45550970
Dice weren't meant to be used to popular quests; all the rolling seems to mess up its RNG.
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>>45550926
>>45550937
>>45550943
What kind of massage you want?
Just fuck my back up.
Say no more.
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>>45550974
I blame the anons that said "please Merc, dicerape us"
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>Roll to seduce masseuse
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>>45551154
Goddamit anon
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>>45551154

It may be wasting good rolls on inane shit, but goddammit I love stupid shit like this.
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>>45551154
more like
>roll to seduce the massage table
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>>45551154
god I hate you.
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"Nnnnnnh, that felt soooo goooood!" You moan as you masseuse finishes up, pinching out the last little knot of discomfort in you back and shoulders.

"Hah, well, it always helps to keep my hands in healthy condition." Your masseuse responds in amusement.

You finally get up from your bed and get a good look at your benefactor. She looked simple enough, with fairly short brown hair and a rather thin build.

"I um, never caught your name, actually." You blink.

"Oh, it's Elizabeth!" The masseuse smiles as she shakes her hand.

Elizabeth? Well, guess you should remember that. She was pretty damn good with her hands.

"Well, while you're here, would you like to take advantage of any of our other services?" Elizabeth asks as she hands you you a fresh towel.

"Well, erm, maybe the pool would be nice?" You suggest.

"Excellent choice!" Elizabeth says cheerfully as she opens the door for you.

And then you see your crew. Well, some of them, anyways. Amy, Elsa, and Lida, all wrapped in towels, waltzing in. What the hell were they doing here?!?

>Confront them. Ask why they're here an not working!
>Avoid them. You can't let them see you like this!
>Just chill and hang out with them.
>Other
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>>45551373
>Just chill and hang out with them.
No point in stressing when we're in a spa.
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>>45551373
>Just chill and hang out with them.
What up, girls?
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>>45551373
>>Just chill and hang out with them.

The Masseuse is spying on us!
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>>45551373
>>Just chill and hang out with them.
Ask if they explored anywhere else on the station.
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>>45551373
>Just chill and hang out with them.
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>>45551373
>>Just chill and hang out with them.
ah fuck it
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>>45551373

Why be embarrassed? We don't hang out with the girls often enough!

>our faces when SPESS PARKER also is a harlequin romance novelist
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>>45551373
>>Just chill and hang out with them.
>>Other
It's time for surprise boob grabs again.
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>>45551373
>>Avoid them. You can't let them see you like this!


That was disappointing. what would have happened if we rolled high?
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>>45551373
>Just chill and hang out with them.
Don't forget to flaunt your Assets.
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>>45551373
>>Just chill and hang out with them.
>>
So it wasn't lewd because we didn't roll high? or because we didn't crit fail?
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>>45551409
>Her next novel is about the forbidden love between an Accord captain and a space pirate
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>>45551409
>Tank writes a Quest on Space 4chan
>Elizabeth writefags for Tank's quest
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>>45551454
What's next, Natalia shitposts about realistic science on Tank's quest?
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>>45551373
>Just chill and hang out with them.
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I'm confused was this roll a awareness roll or a lewd roll?
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>>45551373
Ah, fuck it. You were all part of the same crew. Might as well just chill out and hang out with them.

"Ah, so I see you girls are having a bit of fun, too." You grin as you step out to meet them.

"C-captain!" All three girls freeze as a defensive reflex.

"W-wait a minute." Elsa is the first to regain her cool. "Aren't you supposed to be like, working?"

"I could ask you three the same question." You retort.

"She has a point." Lida nods.

"Well, this was all YOUR idea, Amy!" Elsa grunts.

"H-Hey, don't pin this all on me!" Amy cries.

"We won't tell if you don't, Captain." Lida takes the sensible approach, as always.

"Deal." You nod. "So how about a soak?"

The four of you all settle into the spa's pool, kept to a nice, warm, steamy temperature. Up above, you could see a view of all of the space around Eridani Station, from the stars to the planet below and the ship traffic going in or out. Whether it was a viewport or a holographic projection, you couldn't tell, but it was still impressive nonetheless.

"Oh my god, they ARE bigger." Elsa gasps.

"Y-you're right!" Amy blinks as she leans forward.

"Definitely." Lida nods.

SHIT. Without your uniform and up close, there was no way you could hide it now.

"How the hell did that happen!?" Amy asks.

Well... looks like the cat was out of the bag now.

>Beats me. Growth spurt?
>Uh, it was something Natalia gave me.
>Classified information.
>Other
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>>45551570
>>I don't know what your talking about.
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>>45551570
>Science.
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>>45551570
>>Other
I don't know what you mean
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>>45551570
>>Classified information.
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>>45551570
>>Beats me. Growth spurt?
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>>45551570
>>Classified information.

A girl never reveals her secrets~
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>>45551570
>>Beats me. Growth spurt?
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>>45551570
>>Beats me. Growth spurt?

Totally au naturale, yep. They just need the time to grow into it, and nothing special happened... nothing at all...
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>>45551570
>I don't know what your talking about.
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>>Classified information.

Still testing the side-effects
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>>45551570
>>Classified information.
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>>45551570
>>Other
Accord milk is different from earth milk it seems
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>>45551570
>Classified information.
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>>45551653

It's all the hormones and growth stimulants, anon

Also Space PCP because why not?
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>>45551642
If we have to remove it, I bet Natalie would find a way to somehow use it in her weird experiments.

Does she still have a medical license?
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>>45551742
Well she's licensed to be a ship's doctor at any rate.
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>>45551742
I'm sure she does because of her position in the crew, but when has having a license ever stopped a scientist?

On a side
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>>45551760
Fuck everything. Posted before I finished writing the damn post.

What I meant to say was that on a side note, I finished reading MGHQ and now I just need to read VTQ to be all caught up.
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>>45551742

You don't need a license to be a doctor--you just need knowhow and a good sense of adaptation to any change in your environment!
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>>45551742
As long as she doesn't get her hand on Y Chromosones, we won't have to worry about a Male!Sam Clone running around.

What we do have to worry about is an EVIL!Sam clone running around and pretending to be us.
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"That is classified information." You huff. "The technology used to achieve this is too dangerous to be released to the public."

"Mhm." Amy nods.

"I guess." Lida nods as well.

"Eheheheheh, you know what this means?" Elsa gives a predatory grin.

"H-huh? What are you talking about?" You ask, a bit concerned.

"The Captain has always been taking advantage of us." Elsa's wriggles her fingers suggestively. "I think now we should thank the Captain in our own way..."

"Oh- OOOOOH!" Amy suddenly catches on and grins evilly.

"Hm, That's true." Lida nods and turns to you.

Uh oh...

>Face death with dignity.
>FLEE
>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
>Other
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>>45551820
>>Face death with dignity.
Captain goes down with the ship and all.
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>>45551800
But a male Sam would be perfect for shenanigans.

Maybe find out what happens when clones procreate. For science, of course.

>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
They asked for it.
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>>45551820
>>Face death with dignity.
>Don't let them find out this is your fetish
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>>45551820
>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.

>>45551800
Evil!Sam could possibly be prevented if we don't act like a dick to her.
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>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
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>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
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>>45551800
>>45551841
>the only way for male Sam to be more suited for shenanigans is for Natalie to give him a psychic potential, genemods, and cyborg parts.

>When asked why she did this, she replied, "I wanted to see what would happen."
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>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.

WITNESS ME!
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>>45551820
>Face death with dignity.
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>>45551841
We'd get a tiny Sam that's riddled with genetic defects.
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>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
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>>45551820
>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
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>>45551820
>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
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>>45551820
>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
CHANNEL TANK
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>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
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>>45551857
>Evil!Sam could possibly be prevented

Nope, in sci-fi, ALL CLONES are EVIL and they must always angst about not being original (or other edgy stuff), and will inevitably fight the original because there can be only one.
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>>45551820
>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
Channel our inner Van Doorn
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
You the Ops team? Get over here!
Get down here! Not fair if I have all the fun.
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>>45551912
>>45551911
Fucking Doornmind
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>>45551884
Not necessarily. Do you remember your punnett squares? It's only existing genetic defects that could be selected for. And even those still need to be selected. Now yes, the Y chromosome would mess with a few things, but we'll assume SCIENCE fixes that. So
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>>45551907
In which case, we'll ask Natalia to give the clone some of her happy juice.
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>>45551820
>>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
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>>45551925
It's hard to forget the bravest man to ever be in XCOM.
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>45551820
>I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT.
WITNESS ME
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Rolled 19, 8, 8 = 35 (3d20)

>>45551820
Well, YOU WERE NOT GOING DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT! You stand up int he pool and take a defensive stance.

"BRING IT, BITCHES!" You bellow.

>Roll 1d20
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>45552015
Here comes the snow!
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>45552015
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>45552015
WITNESS ME
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>45552015
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>45552015
Well damn.
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>>45552023
ARMCHAIR BRINGING THE SNOW
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>>45552032
MEDIOCRE!
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>>45551911
>>45551912
>>45551925
>>45551998

The Man. The Myth. The Legend.

He had All The Fun in the end, didn't he?
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>>45552050
Down right bad!
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>>45552032
>>45552004
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>>45552023
DASHING THRU THE SNOW
SHOWING THE GOON WHO'S THE BOSS
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>>45552015
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>>45552015
>Sam sweets.jpg
That is clearly Satsuki.

>>45552023
Time for Sam to show why she is the captain.
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>>45552015
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UNfgjBG5uuM
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>>45552015
Both Lida and Elsa charge forward, but it's a simple matter for you to sidestep their clumsy attacks. No, the real threat was Amy. She was the one you bullied the most, so she therefore had the most incentive to make sure you got your comeuppance. She lunges forward, and you reach your arms out defensively to ward her off, resulting in both of you getting trapped in a standoff, hands locked together as you push against each other in the water.

"I'm gonna cop the first feel, Cap!" Amy grins.

"I'd like to see you try!" You grin back.

>HEADBUTT
>SUPLEX
>BRUTE FORCE
>Other
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>>45552205
>SUPLEX
ALWAYS
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>>45552205
>>BRUTE FORCE
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>>45552205
>Other
>Surprise counter-grab
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>45552205
>>Other
CHOKESLAM
(roll 1d20 to succeed)
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>>45552205
>>SUPLEX
Classic move
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>>45552205
>>Other
>MUTUAL DESTRUCTION!

If she gets a feel her hands will be too busy to stop us!
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>>45552205
>Counter Grope
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>>45552205
>KISSU
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>>45552205
>>SUPLEX

BAH GAWD, KING! BAH GAWD!
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>>45552205
Supporting >>45552240
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>>45552205
>>BRUTE FORCE
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>>45552205
>Grope her into submission!
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>>45552205
>>SUPLEX
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>>45552205
>SUPLEX
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>>45552205
>>SUPLEX
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>>45552067
Some say that to this day he is still fighting, his battlecry of "I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT!" haunting many an ADVENT troopers dreams after Doorn single-handedly wiped out their outpost.
Bradford has sometimes receives intel about targets for XCOM, but it is never signed with a name, only the phrase "Not fair if I have all the fun."
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>>45552205
>SUPLEX
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>45552205
All right, it was time to END THIIIIIIS.

>Roll 1d20
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>45552365
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>45552365
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>45552365
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>45552365
COME ON!
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>>45552392
And 19 is the number of the day.
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>>45552382
>>45552392
why couldn't we get this during the massage roll
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>>45552392
Amy, you're grounded.
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>>45552392
RKO out of nowhere!
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>>45552365
Well, one weakness Amy had was that she usually over-committed in pretty much everything she did. In one quick motion, you let go of Amy's hands, causing her to fall forward with a yelp. You bend down, and her momentum carriers her right into your arms, which wrap around Amy's abdomen. And then with one loud yell, you heave her up and lean backwards to slam Amy into the water in a vicious suplex, creating a small tidal wave of water.

"Ehehehehehe." You cackle as you crack your knuckles, towering above your three crew members. "Who's gonna grope who now?"

All Amy, Elsa, and Lida could do was huddle together and whimper...

---

"What happened to you three?" Bradford raises an eyebrow curiously as Amy, Elsa, and Lida limp in, heads hung low and faces red.

"N-nothing." Amy tries to laugh it off but fails horribly.

"Huh." Bradford shrugs and sees you enter. "Ah, Captain, you look rather refreshed."

"Like a spring morning!" You say cheerfully. "So, any updates on the prisoners?"

"Well, we eventually got them to talk. We got a lead." Bradford says.

"Huh, that was awfully fast." You frown. "Tank didn't like, KILL them, did he?"

"Well, about that, Captain." Bradford frowns. "Tank didn't do the interrogation."

"Well, who did?" You blink.

"That would be me, Captain Wellings." Elizabeth, now wearing a beret and donning an Accord military uniform, waltzes casually onto the bridge, a very glum looking Tank trailing behind her. "You see, these hands, as you've found out, can both pleasure AND pain..."

Dear lord, who the hell was this woman...?

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread next week! Don't forget KanColle on Friday!
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>>45552616
Thanks for the thread

Though if we had rolled high on the massage what would have happen?
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>>45552616
Thanks for running, Merc!
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>>45552616
Thanks for the run, Merc!
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I feel this quest have so many lewd scenarios.
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>>45552635
>we meet a range of captain archetypes from the Kirk, the Cowboy, the obviously evil guy, the merchant, and the explorer.
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>>45552616
Good thread Merc
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>>45552616
>"You see, these hands, as you've found out, can both pleasure AND pain..."
I see the next time Sam gets a massage from her, Elizabeth starts asking her innocuous questions about herself. As the massage goes on, they keep talking. And talking. Until it ends and the haze lifts from Sam's mind, realizing that whole thing was an interrogation. Afterwards, some interesting secrets appear in Sam's record.
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So picking our masseur was picking our newest crew?

Dammit.
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>>45552741
I never did find out what the rolls were for... Shit.
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>>45552755
Not exactly, but she is a supporting character!



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