#voidsailing

[pirate-of-the-void]

*Dunite peeks out of the bushes and walks over to the ship.*

there's someone who's seemingly the watch of the ship, he called out something to someone and they went under deck, a few moments later sal came up

[taocc-updates]

pirates 2.0 tonight at 7 est

I will have my shit together this time lol sorry

-fei

[wrestlingcheese]

32/10 Damaged Spine

This corridor has a ruined, mangled front few compartments; the ship appears to be impaled on a large rock. [Asteroid Mining] This is a cover-up; this corridor has been intentionally sealed with explosives and the “crash” faked afterwards - real crash damage doesn’t look anything like that.

There are no leaks of nanotech in this corridor, but there are 1d4 guards on duty, lightly armed with pistols and crowbars; if they spot an intruder in 30/10 they will fire into the drive ring from the deck plates above, accessible via a ladder into the ceiling and a corresponding hatch labelled “VoidSail inspection panel”.

Armed Guard:

C: 40 I: 50 W: 2(30) DMG: 1d10 Revolver or 1d5 Crowbar

[vayle]

The Void Captain

A feat in magic, and artificing. Voidsailing is a very new concept, it's only been around for a decade. People used to cross the Void using portal magic. But it's incredibly expensive, and takes a lot longer.

Captain Ward and their crew was the first to brave the journey past the Void physically, and the only ship that routinely made it back alive, with no significant damage to their ship.

They became rather famous for this feat, considering how dangerous the Void is. Many have tried prying the secrets from their lips, or from their ship. None have succeeded.

Their love is like a thousand falling stars.

A loneliness, crippling, longing, needing.

[jackhkeynes]

The Pinprick Eden

excerpt from The Pinprick Eden, a work of parachthon romance released in 1911 Sangathy by Mica Lus, the first trevold from that Mendevan polity to be published in translation across the Vetomund.

Forn poy may a deg meis sceut des l'annihilation dy mont, e caye je sy nascenç. It had been just over ten months since the end of the world, and it was her birthday.

Kimmela au l'un je nascenç jubila­ð abord dy kenonaut deja, durant y gyr por mantien. Kimmela had celebrated one birthday on board the voidsailer already, during the maintenance gyre.

L'ig au un jorn teut con allagrtað e spien, e lor un sorty souvr n'er parið tesqual a bas a respirar. That had been a day of happiness and hope, and throwing a party had seemed as natural as breathing.

L'oc annað i poðe alcun jubilation vray dijarr lon jant. This year she couldn't stomach any real celebration.

Kimmela gazau pall'oscbou veðr vars y vogt semnað de stel atras. Kimmela stared out of the viewport at the star-strewn void.

L'oc sta bel, de façon freit e mortal, ant stel noc lougent yon parmig splendisce y Sol ja briglandessem for com picq. It was beautiful, in a cold and deadly way, with untwinkling stars among which already the Sun shone only slightly brighter.

Se poðe y Tar foscað de fum fos visibr pall'apprað ny kenonaut, pu i douta. The smoke-blackened Earth might yet be visible with the voidsailer's equipment, though she doubted it.

[pirate-of-the-void]

he barks out a laugh

Yea ya get used to that

The other pirate with him peered over the gave, his face covered in black with piercing yellow eyes

peers head over grave

Sup

Oh god there another one with him

-@pirate-of-the-void

GO AWAY FRUITY PIRATE BOY I’M THINKING ABOUT MY BEAUTIFUL DEAD SHERIFF BOYFRIEND who shot someone

[countessursa]

Guys I need your opinions. Good? Terrible? does it draw you in as a reader or is it as dry as Ben Shapiro's wife? Where are the clunky parts that don't flow smoothly? (There's always clunky parts that don't flow smoothly). Is it an interesting concept? How's the pacing? Thanks people.

Sand blew across the windswept, rocky plain. The tiny grains stung Nevangar's face, and he pulled his rust-colored scarf more tightly over his nose and mouth. Nevangar surveyed the cold, grey landscape and shivered. His wyvern skin jacket wasn't quite thick enough to keep him warm on the lunar landscape. Frustration was starting to creep up on him. he was cold, his locator's battery had died, and he was thoroughly exhausted. Not to mention sand kept flying in his eyes. Nevangar flipped open his map and looked around for a landmark. There. To the northwest, on the horizon. Two dark grey Hoodoos, and to the east, a small but cavernous crater. The Devil's Soup and Chopsticks. Nevangar judged the distance to be about three nautical miles, and by the position of the stars, it was around 308 degrees from polar north. That would mean he was near the edge of the Kalpernian Crater, on the northern end of the Cassuriat Field. He collapsed next to a solemn grey boulder and let out a frustrated growl. He had been looking for the wreck of the star freighter Asturias, a VoidSail model 3770 Xenon light cargo freighter. And it should have been right here. He had looked through the sector court records, the survivor testimonials, the Emergency Taskforce report, the medical log, and even The Disaster Tourism Guidebook, and they had all pointed right here. It was right then that Nevangar noticed a wide, scraping gash in the ground. He scrambled up and ran over to the edge, about 20 meters away. Sure enough, he found black scratches indicative of scraping metal. He had been right all along, as usual, he thought. The Asturias had indeed crashed here. But where has the bloody thing ran off to? he wondered. To move a small-scale component of a starship, like, say, the navigation chip or the wormhole approximator was one thing. -Well, not just a thing. it was his entire job-. But to move the entirety of the starship? Airlock and all? It was absolutely ridiculous. He decided to slide down into the gash for a closer look.

[pirate-of-the-void]

Well we do have good supplies, food, and water, if I say so myself. But regardless, I'm flattered. Maybe the next course of action will be to renovate the docks by the village into a more long-term port, if you all are staying a while.

he nods, not exactly the decision he wants to make, he'd really rather leave to get the rest of his crew back still. But if they have to stay then they will.

[pirate-of-the-void]

I don't want him to be upset or concerned though....

Why would he..?

He doesn't like alcohol... and this is more than I've had... like... ever...

*She looks down at her feet.*

we'll worry about that later, right now lets get you safe inside.

[pirate-of-the-void]

[Alright let's do this]

*Starro approaches the area with Dunite and Sal.*

Hans???

you see him, he was easy to spot when he wasn't hiding and when there were no dark shadows around, he really did stick out

Sal sees them before they see him and he bolts to them as fast as possible

......maybe he wasn't joking......at least a little

[pirate-of-the-void]

*in the distance* HAAAAAAAAAAANSHANSHANSHANDHANS-

*In the distance a familiar face is running towards them.... and he's pulling someone else along. Someone Hans and Sal don't recognize.... but Smith does.*

Hans turns towards them.........he is very intimidating damn, but only to icia really, he definitely looks like he would be very dangerous, and if his looks didn't say enough he had a revolver and a machete on his hips

Sal was little snek boi I guess

Smith also turned to them

oh hey look, it's the clown

Sal smacks him atop the head

[pirate-of-the-void]

*In the distance, the guy can see 2 figures- one is shorter and looks like he has really really weird legs... and the other- looks..... familiar? Very tall, with a tail..... what?*

he looks in the direction and paused

.......

No it can't be

........

Shit

[pirate-of-the-void]

..... alright-.

*Sammy smiles.* Thanks Icia. *Then he turns to Alex.* Though, one of us've gotta stay with these guys.... you want to do the honors, Alex? These guys know me already, might be good to know you too since I bet you'll be helping out with them a lot.

oh, okay, I can do that.

[pirate-of-the-void]

I'm safe here though-...

Nah, you.. you should go. Windgesveels will be okay-

*She seems reluctant, but looks at Alex and Sal.*

they both seem to just be encouraging her to head back to the castle with them.

[pirate-of-the-void]

*Icia stands as straight as she can.* Thankssss.... who wants to go swimming?

You can't swim, Icia. *Sammy goes to the front of the dragon, gently giving it hugs and pets.*

Never know 'til ya try!

That's gonna end terribly, the only place you're swimming is in an ice bath to sober you up.

let's get you back inside and with your husband.

[pirate-of-the-void]

Yeah.... probably.

*He walks over to the dragon, looking up at Icia. The Windgesveel turns its head to look at them both, before looking over at Sal again. How intimidating.*

Icia, can you-.. get down?

Oh but Sammy, it's a WINDGESVEEL!!! Remember riding them into battle?!

Yeah- yeah I remember, but we don't want you to fall and get hurt!

Awwwwwwh, but the dragonnnnnnn!

I know, I know! They're gonna be here when you're sober, though, c'mon!

*Icia thinks a bit before she just sighs in a very, very exaggerated way.*

Awwwwwwwwwwwh... alright, comingggg....

*She goes to the side of the Windgsveel's neck and slowly inches her way down... before just sliding down the scales like a very, very steep slide. She hits the beach on her knees, and immediately kneels over face first into the sand, giggling.*

*Sammy just sighs.* Why couldn't it have been Dunite who was drunk...

both sal and Alex help her up.