XCOM: Darkest Before Dawn (bobbys campaign)

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Re: XCOM: Darkest Before Dawn (bobbys campaign)

Postby bobbys » Wed Jul 31, 2013 11:39 pm

So not much then. Just the basics. Well at least it is not an overly complex site. May I introduce myself or have you already done that for me?
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You thought you could get away with "poor communication" did

Postby Egreham » Thu Aug 01, 2013 6:18 pm

bobbys wrote:So not much then. Just the basics. Well at least it is not an overly complex site. May I introduce myself or have you already done that for me?


You scramble up, luckily not tripping over yourself, and prepared to face the crowd.

You:[May I introduce myself or have you already done that for me?]

You hear a groan behind you, and see everyone quirk an eyebrow except the the sniper rifle dude. Someone opens his mouth.

Normal Looking Guy:[Well, aside from the files we were allowed to look at for like a year, which wasn't much, and no one here actually know you, .... so no?]

Production Note:

"Communication" check = poor[untrained] (awkward situation && not much to say)
"Athletics" check = poor[trained] (really easy to get up && tired)

1.20% : 19 [success]
2.20% : 20 [success]

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Re: XCOM: Darkest Before Dawn (bobbys campaign)

Postby bobbys » Fri Aug 02, 2013 2:56 am

Well then, Zyrthos pleased to meet you. Resident vegetable for the past year and a half (or so I'm told), proud owner of one seemingly functional mind, And, although I find the military structure somewhat comforting and known, not very trusting of those who think they can tell me to go die in a fire and expect me to do so. Oh If my mental facilities are all intact I may also be able to Invade someones mind and coerce them. Remind me to try that on Ash at some point. Might be able to get him to like me. *Offers hand for shaking*
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Another episode of Everybody Hates Zyrthos

Postby Egreham » Sat Aug 03, 2013 6:16 pm

bobbys wrote:Well then, Zyrthos pleased to meet you. Resident vegetable for the past year and a half (or so I'm told), proud owner of one seemingly functional mind, And, although I find the military structure somewhat comforting and known, not very trusting of those who think they can tell me to go die in a fire and expect me to do so. Oh If my mental facilities are all intact I may also be able to Invade someones mind and coerce them. Remind me to try that on Ash at some point. Might be able to get him to like me. *Offers hand for shaking*


You brush up,say whatever you wanted to, and offer a hand for shaking. However, you feel uncomfortable being the center of their cold attention. The lady with the silenced pistol stands up and walks up to you. Instead of taking your offered hand, she takes a rigid stance and hands behind the back and legs slightly apart. She speaks to you in a rather authoritative, and slightly condescending, tone.

'I recommend that you don't try or suggest "coercing", as you say, any one of my subordinates. I know you just woke up from a klunk nap and might have "memory" problems, so let me politely run by you. We, every single one of us, has been fully authorized, the moment it's decided that you've gone liable to attack fellow soldiers or rogue, to put the subject, you, in complete incapacitation. Or termination.'

You hear a rather loud bolt action somewhere punctuating the end of her sentence. She grins in a way that you can't tell if she's smirking, and winks. She takes your offered hand and pats it.

'Ashcroft. Allen Ashcroft. But call me anything else than Sir without permission and you gonna find yourself without a scrotum as soon as you wake up.'

You hear someone snicker behind your back. You know which chum.

'If you can make Ass over here make an arse of himself though, I'll try to find the heart in me to look away.'

'Permission to speak, sir?'

'Shut up, Ass.'

You hear a little grumble while Sir here continues,

'You've already met Christie. She's our doc.

She points at Constable.

'Our heavy specialist here's "Christmas".'

She point back at the one inspecting a sniper rifle,

'Zukowski "Clear the" Way over there is our assault.'

She points to the other one wearing more plain clothes,

'That's Albert, the techie. We have one missing who's out right now. When you see him you'll know him as Hughs. Right, any questions?'

Production Note:
Egreham wrote:Since you've chosen "coercion", I've taken the liberty of defining that as a power that allows you to control their neural system to forcefully control the muscles. I thought of various (pretty awesome) things this could possibly entail, but I'll leave it up to your imagination for now. PM me some things you think you can do with your powers


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*You don't control thoughts though, that's "possession".
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Re: XCOM: Darkest Before Dawn (bobbys campaign)

Postby bobbys » Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:40 am

OOC: The assault has a sniper? Just checking.

No Sir. (Instantly changes demeanor to respectful soldier). No questions as such, simply a curiosity as to why you were waiting for me? You seem more than capable to handle any threat short of a full assault. Why not leave me for dead and fall back to a secure zone? Also would you permit me (once the doc has cleared me mentally) to touch everyone's minds momentarily? So as to prevent any mishaps during a fight and make it easier for me to find enemies? I will not press for entry simply minor contact to identify everyone better.
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Caught in a landslide

Postby Egreham » Mon Aug 12, 2013 12:50 am

bobbys wrote:OOC: The assault has a sniper? Just checking.

No Sir. (Instantly changes demeanor to respectful soldier). No questions as such, simply a curiosity as to why you were waiting for me? You seem more than capable to handle any threat short of a full assault. Why not leave me for dead and fall back to a secure zone? Also would you permit me (once the doc has cleared me mentally) to touch everyone's minds momentarily? So as to prevent any mishaps during a fight and make it easier for me to find enemies? I will not press for entry simply minor contact to identify everyone better.


You try to stay calm and composed under the pressure. You've never been much for conversations, especially under implied threats. Slipping into the most saluting manner you can position, you snap your legs together, hands to your side, and your chin up. The shoulder tenses like fond memories. The words roll stuttering.

'Nu. No, Sir.'

Ashcroft scoffs at your response, but grins a little as if satisfied and turns around. Some of the people around you stop gazing straight at you and take more idle poses. "Zukowski" resumed cleaning the sniper rifle he was holding. Constable crosses his arm. Albert smiles awkwardly in your direction. You relax a little, then you realize that you still have questions. You gulp down the lump in your throat and ask

'No questions as such, simply a curiosity as to why you were waiting for me? You seem more than capable to handle any threat short of a full assault. Why not leave me for dead and fall back to a secure zone?'

Ashcroft stops in her tracks and turns with a deadpan expression, though her eyebrow twitched a little. She sighs and faces you.

'If it wasn't so obvious, it was direct orders. Logically, psychic abilities isn't ordinary. Hell, they even say there are only enough in this world that you could be buddy buddy with every one of them. I guess that makes you a precious asset. Worth risking lives.'

You don't feel comfortable returning her gaze.

'Your life support wasn't meant to be easily dismantled and carried around, and they had little time. Now we're here, not even knowing how far behind the enemy line we are. I can only be sure that we can handle small patrols, considering we don't have confirmed support.'

The atmosphere turns heavy. You open your mouth to

'I see you still have questions. Follow me to the inner control room and we'll continue answering whatever tidbits your brain feels behind on. I'm tired of standing around'

She turns to her crew.

'Ass, get Doctor Scitivaux. I'm probably going to need her for answers. Albert and Christmas, check on our supplies.'

Constable "Christmas" groans at the command.

'Sir, counting supplies was like the only thing to do around here.'

'Double check including potential supplies in the base. Prepare additional surveillance and radio. Help out Zukowski map out our routes. You're going to have plenty time since we're still not going anywhere yet.'

She takes step toward a door at the end of the room. You follow her into the doorway that she opens.

Production Note:

There are certain special military units that uses a sniper rifle in extreme hostage situations in close cover. I gained this concept from watching a movie. But of course, he could be just cleaning the thing.
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No escape from reality

Postby Egreham » Mon Aug 12, 2013 12:52 am

An open hand showed you the way in.

'Dr Vahlen is waiting for you. Don't worry, she was head scientist in researching matters that involves your ... particular symptoms. She's not afraid to meet you, and you shouldn't be either.'

There is a light touch on your back. You look up to see a towering lab coat with a smiling face, encouraging you to step into the study. Taking feeble strides to stand by the doorway, you take a peek. The room has a desk with a computer, a pen holder with some writing utensils, some very thick books, and messy piles of papers. Also, there is a woman leaning against the desk looking at a distance. With focus, you feel three presence. You also feel watched.

The woman sees you and beckons you in with a smile. You walk in. You hear a lull of Austrian accent.

'Please, lie down on the couch.'

You slid on a sofa and rest your head upon the armrest, and relax your feet on the soft surfaces.

'Now, can you tell me your name?'

You turn your head to the lady while clutching a book to your chest. You can see the slight wrinkles on her eyes and sides of her lips

'Zyrthos. My name is Zyrthos.'


'I understand you're curious why you're different, Zyrthos. Fortunately, I've seen many people like your condition. I can answer any questions that you have.'

Production Note:

I decided to make everyone on the squad at least half-British considering I mixed British last names in a brew to conjur them up. Well, Doctor Christie de Scitivaux is French though.
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Re: XCOM: Darkest Before Dawn (bobbys campaign)

Postby bobbys » Fri Aug 16, 2013 12:43 am

Given my, Particular, situation I would guess that having questions is a sign of somewhat normal brain activity? I would hate to be more abnormal than I already am. As it is you should probably not hold back and give me any answers you can straight, no sugar-coating. 1. How soon can I resume the level of control I had before my mind tried to kill me? ie. How long before it is not difficult for me to make the Muton across the battlefield stand up to get shot? 2. What do you reckon our chances are? Will humanity survive this conflict? and 3. What is the best way to test my mental control? I do not want to end up in a coma again.
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Frontier Psychiatrist

Postby Egreham » Fri Aug 23, 2013 1:53 am

bobbys wrote:Given my, Particular, situation I would guess that having questions is a sign of somewhat normal brain activity? I would hate to be more abnormal than I already am. As it is you should probably not hold back and give me any answers you can straight, no sugar-coating. 1. How soon can I resume the level of control I had before my mind tried to kill me? ie. How long before it is not difficult for me to make the Muton across the battlefield stand up to get shot? 2. What do you reckon our chances are? Will humanity survive this conflict? and 3. What is the best way to test my mental control? I do not want to end up in a coma again.


Her promise of answers piques your anticipation, but also doubt. Is this normal? You're not sure. The uncertainty gives you the same jeebees you get whenever you try to talk to impatient people that give you the 'look'. Sure, you are talking to this lady, but she seems really nice and is actually offering something instead of being demanding. Surely it's not from her. You try to settle the sense of existential dread in your guts echoing in your mind, and you speak.

'Uhhm I don't exactly like, you know, not being normal. At least I don't think so.'


'That's perfectly normal, Zyrthos. It's understandable you might feel that way. Why, I would be surprised if you weren't. It's not easy growing up not knowing why or how you're different. No worries now. As I've said before, my experience let me know a lot about things related to what you can do.'

'Okay, so like, before I ask anything, don't hide anything from me. Sorry, I mean please. I really don't like it when old people do stuff like that. Uh, not like you're old or anything, what I meant was'

The lady raises her hand and chuckles a bit.

'Slow down there. I'm perfectly aware of what you meant. Now just ask.'

You calm down a bit to choke down your strung nerves.

'I heard that sometimes people like me hurt themselves in the head doing things like I do. If that did happen to me, how long would it be before I could -uhh- return to "my" normal power? And how would I know?'

The doctor's eyes and face riddled with contemplation, raising her hand to pinch her chin, its elbow resting on the other hand.

'Theoretically, it's mainly the sudden psychological trauma that drives the mind to further inflict harm on itself, not loss of control of their power but of control of their will, until it shuts itself off. When they regain consciousness, they surprisingly still possess the same mastery over their ability, that is if they haven't incurred a temporary stress or permanent trauma that would inhibit their control. The ...'

Dr.Vahlen trails off and sees that you're staring at her with a flabbergasted expression. You're scrunching your face with effort to process what she said, but it's pretty clear you're not getting the crazy spouts of these science words. She gives a nervous chortle.

'Forgive me. Sometimes I forget that I'm not speaking to the Commander or the scientific research committee. I'll try to answer your other questions with .. simpler terms.'

You give up trying to decipher the previous response and move on.

'Umm okay. I've done it -you know- with rats before. I can do it with cats too. I -uhh- i once made a kid back where I'm from ... please don't be mad at me for this?'

'Proceed. I'm not here to judge you'

'So yeah, I once got angry and made a kid punch himself in the face. Made him trip over after.'

Dr.Vahlen raised an eyebrow.

'I was just kind of wondering, I know I'm growing, so when do you think I can do it with aliens? The big ones.'

Now both her eyebrows heightened. She closes her eye in a calculating manner, then casts a long glance at you. She replies with slight stutter as if to choose her word carefully.

'If what you're saying is true, given with both luck and proper knowledge, my educated guess would be 10 to 20 years. Of course, this is all hypothetical, which means it's all guessing, Zyrthos. The world simply don't have enough subjects, people like you, for us to study and understand. The only reliable source of information we have comes from field reports of artificially-converted psionic soldiers from the alien attack. They weren't born with it like you. Also it would be extremely difficult to let you interact with an alien subject, even if we still kept a live one. That would be too risky. Many bad things could happen.'

'Do you think when the aliens come again, we can fight em off?'

She opens her mouth very slightly in mild surprise. She holds her hands together with elbows on the knees.

'We fended them off with barely anything to go with from the start. Knowledge. Technology. The only advantage we really had was that this was our planet. Whether or not we were lucky, they didn't come with overwhelming numbers. Who knows? Maybe we wiped out the last of them. Maybe armies are just out there, waiting. I guess all I can say is that we're not certain, but we're far better prepared then before.'

Production Note:
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Re: XCOM: Darkest Before Dawn (bobbys campaign)

Postby bobbys » Tue Aug 27, 2013 7:50 pm

Well I suppose that is all I can hope for. What do you think my next steps should be to confirm how recovered I am? Would you classify me able to attempt contact with small animals or should I wait awhile?
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