#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

[the-night-that-feeds-if]

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.

[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

[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]

[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]

As your party approaches the ship you see nymn! She seemed perfectly fine of course, in fact she seemed delighted to be on the ship.

She noticed everyone and waved.

All of a sudden she's yanked away forcefully, she let's out a pained confused whistle

the event has begun

@star-on-a-beach @the-moth-from-elsewhere @pyxelthesilly @askobjects @viewer-of-many @single-celled-autism @bob-the-cemetery-ghost @tailsbot98761

[pirate-of-the-void]

*Icia attempts to trip Shairo once more and stab at her throat.* (19)

It sinks in but she stopped it from going too deep, she takes 5 points of damage

Smith came along and shoved the blade in the rest of the way

She takes 6 points of damage

She goes limp

You have defeated shAIro

[pirate-of-the-void]

[Fuck it, I'm helping move this along]

*Someone walks onto the beach.... it's Starro. He's just here to relax... or at least he was. He freezes when he sees the ship, eyes just going wide.*

the snake was right

They're here

[pirate-of-the-void]

*Dunite sits on one of the barrels, happy as ever.*

I think we're getting close... you guys ready?

im not going so good luck to yall

coward!

as ready as i'll get

hans nods.

kade summons a few weapons of choice, better summon them now than later.

nymn slips on her brass knuckles.

clara nods, adjusting their belt a bit.

lance is very clearly nervous but prepares himself for whats to come.

READY!!

[pirate-of-the-void]

*She beams at Raina too.* I had a feeling you'd want to join as well.... that's perfectly alright with me. In fact, I'm hoping you found a certain bat with nails that I kept in your room, just for this....

yep!

She hoists said nail bat over her shoulder.

[pirate-of-the-void]

...What.

*He swings again, aiming for the midriff this time*

[16]

(switched to using Google to roll the dice bc i think my physical one might be unbalanced)

you knock the wind out of her and she goes limp

shes not dead but is unconscious

(5)

siren has been defeated

[pirate-of-the-void]

*Icia also lays back, immediately finding herself drifting to sleep. She turns on her side, curled up a bit, and simply. Passes out peacefully.*

[Almost wrote passes away, that would NOT be a good thing lmao]

Hans doesn't move from his spot in the sand. He isn't sleeping but he is relaxed.