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Altman of Futuron, having found himself amidst a bevel of Ice Men, has defeated their patriarch Aphelion and won the loyalty of the pack...

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...but not yet has he won the heart of beautiful Apocynthion, daughter of the dead patriarch! Woo her you must, for such is the way of Futuron, but the lovely Ice Maiden must be of secondary consideration, for your true goal on this dim world even now may have slipped beyond your grasp-

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-the stray scientist who holds the key to piercing the shrouds which conceal the Blacktron forces!

Even now, he lies in the clutches of Circuit-Men mercenaries, intent on turning him over to the Blacktrons, but they must not, for Futuron Control has need of his talent!

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"We are in position to strike," calls the voice of Orin over the Ice Men's speaker array...

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"...and may we do so now, for the hot blood of battle spurs us on!"

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Suddenly, the great barge of the Ice Men shakes with impact, and Apocynthion is thrown against you!

"A strike from out of nowhere!" exclaims one of the pilots!

"There's nothing on the sensors!" shouts the other!

Apocynthion turns to where you stood, but finds instead...

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...that a man of Futuron is ever-willing to leap into the unknown!

"I shall meet you on the ground, Futuron," Apocynthion cries as the burning craft drifts apart from your Futuron autocycle, "and we will shed blood together!"

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Equipment check:

*One burner
*One sword
*One OTC
*One Futuron autocycle
*One set Futuron power armor

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, please! To roll, put dice+1d12 in the Options field.

Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>36886919
Land safely! And into battle!

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"STATEMENT: ALL CLEAR."

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"QUESTION: WHA-"

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Before the Circuit-Man can utter another sound, your autocycle slams into him with the force of a rocket, smashing his metallic innards as you make landfall!

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Rolled 6 (1d12)

And like that you find yourself in a Futuron's favored locale - the thick of battle!

The other Circuit-Man mercenaries raise their strange electroweapons as your autocycle spins for purchase, and far overhead passes the great carriage of the Ice Men as it plummets to the ground!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Futuron!

>>36887220
Rev up those burners!

Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>36887262
Run them down! Seperate their heads from their torsos!

Rolled 8 (1d12)

>>36887262
The time for chainsaws has come.

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With a Futuron roar, you spur the great autocycle forward, OTC high overhead-

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-but at the exact instant, one of the Circuit-Men triggers a rocket launcher, and it speeds through the air with devastating accuracy!

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The explosion throws you from the autocycle, a blast that would kill a man muffled by your power armor, but you find yourself momentarily stunned...

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Rolled 8 (1d12)

... and when you regain your wits you find yourself in dire circumstances indeed!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Altman!

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36887634
Evade death with Futuron cunning!

Rolled 6 (1d12)

>>36887634
Sweep his legs!

>>36887634
>>36887690
>>36887776
Get rescued by someone?

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>>36887690

The terrible electoweapon beams wave after wave of searing pain into your body, as your muscles clench and throw you into the air in a wordless scream!

"STATEMENT: YOUR POWER ARMOR WON'T PROTECT YOU FOR LONG, FUTURON."

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"ADDITION: ANY MOMENT IT WILL GIVE OUT AND YOU WILL FINALLY BE- EH?"

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"EXCLAMATION: URK!"

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"Come, Futuron! Gather your wits..."

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"...that we may see battle together!"

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Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Altman!

And roll another d12 for whatever Apocynthion does as well!

Rolled 1, 7 = 8 (2d12)

>>36888111
Apocynthion: Cut that guy in front of you down.

Altman: Flying chainsaw of death!

Rolled 1, 2 = 3 (2d12)

>>36888111
Altman: Hack and Slash
Apocynthion: Slash and Hack

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Apocynthion roars as fiercely as her father-

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-but the Circuit-Man's grip upon the electroprong is quicker still!

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Apocynthion cries out in agony for a brief instant, then falls silent... but you have more pressing matters!

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Your Futuron power armor, warded against burners, now hangs as nothing but dead weight after a volley of electroprongs!

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As you cast it to the durablate and rise on straining and still-tingling muscles, you behold Apocynthion's collapsed form, her scarlet tresses awash in a pool of blood!

Equipment check: your bare hands!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Futuron!

Bump. This is amazing!

Rolled 11 (1d12)

>>36888733
Brutal vengeance!

>>36888733
I'll stick with >>36888797
The flames of vengeance burn bright!

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"COMMAND: GIVE IT UP, FUTURON. WE WILL GIVE YOU A QUICK DEATH," blares one of the Circuit-Men as he trains an electropistol on you, while in his other hand the remains of one of his compatriots laughs out with derision!

"TAUNT: A DEATH LESS PAINFUL THAN THAT OF THE ICE WOMAN."

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A lesser man may give up, to be sure, for the odds seem stacked against you!

The Circuit-Men raise their weapons as they close in, but fail to notice your eyes as you glance downward to the heavy mass which lies upon the durablate...

>>36889088
Oh you are gonna get it! And she's not dead maybe!

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... and learn too late the lesson that so many others discover, that a Futuron is never without a weapon!

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"EXCLAMATION: AAAUGH!"

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"PLEA: NO, NO, COME ON, LET'S TALK ABOUT THIS, WE CAN MAKE A DEAL-"

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- but mercy has no place in battle, and the electric cries of the Circuit-Men are a symphony to your ears as their bodies tear themselves apart as the furor of the electroprong courses through them!

>>36889232
See to the fallen Ice Woman!

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Muscles singing in agony, you nevertheless drag the heavy power armor with you to aid in one final task...

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... and you heft it into the air and swing it down again and again, until the Circuit-Men are smashed to pieces!

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The red haze of battle lifts, and one of the Ice Men approaches, but warily, for well do all men know the blood-furor in which Futurons fight!

"We have destroyed the other Circuit-Men, Futuron," he declares, but his words are lost on you, for you turn to lovely fallen Apocynthion, lying still upon the rough durablate!

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please! To roll, put dice+1d12 in the Options field.

Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>36889457
Save her bricks!

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36889457

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>>36889474
GOD DAMN YOU DICE! Someone off-set my bad roll!

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You call out Apocynthion's name and drop to your knees upon the durablate to scoop her up, but the body is limp and cold!

For a long moment you fear her spirit has left, but then the body shifts weakly, and she turns to gaze up at you with fading sight!

"Futuron... Altman..." she whispers, and moves her lips to speak further, though the effort taxes her greatly!

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"You killed my father, but I could have loved you still..." she declares. "Never have I met a man so bold as you, so fierce-"

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And with her last strength, she grasps your tunic and pulls you close, pressing her lips against your own!

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With a slight smile upon her lips, she drifts back, her eyes unfocused, and you know that she is gone at last!

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"What?"

Your attention is drawn to a pair of Ice Men, both of whom have succeeded in opening the sealed hatches of an armored hoverlimo parked nearby!

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"The vessel is empty!"

"Where is the thief?" demands the other, but then a spate of electric laughter silences both of the Ice Men!

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"DERIDER: FOOLISH BARBARIANS! THE BLACKTRONS ARE FAR TOO CUNNING FOR YOU. THEY HAVE THE SCIENTIST NOW, AND SOON YOU WILL MEET YOUR END."

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Suddenly, a laser bolt streaks through the air and disintegrates a derelict crate, sending the Ice Men scrambling!

"Who's shooting?"

"I see nothing!"

The remains of the Circuit-Man begin laughing and cries "STATEMENT: IN FACT, I BELIEVE I HEAR THEM NOW!"

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Perhaps it is merely a trick of the light, a play of photons across the murky atmosphere of this planetoid, but your Futuron eyes are keen, and through the flames and smoke...

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... you see something which turns even your Futuron blood to ice... for you know the sight in front of you is a Blacktron craft!

>>36890336
Thanks for running, LQ!
As usual, you never fail to impress.

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Oof-da, that was a real tear-jerker! At this rate, all of the Ice Men will be dead by the end of the game!

I was going to keep going, but it seems like it's getting late, so we can put it on hold for the night. I should be back in 10-12 hours to keep going, since we only have 48 image spots used.

>>36890356
Thanks, anon!

Damn I woke up to late.

We should totally OTC that cloaked ship in half though.

>>36890381
Got here late sheeit

Bamp

OK, I'm just about ready to start up again, just need to eat lunch. In the meantime, can anyone give the name of Oran's spaceship seen here? >>36886767

>>36895424
Shit, uh... the Tricentennial Hawk?

>>36895424
The Blue Burner?

>>36895424
Blue Balled

>>36895451
>>36895468
>>36895623

I meant the official Lego name!

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>>36895634
I'm really curious what playing as a blacktron would be like, everyone loves a badguy.

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Suddenly, your transcoder springs to life, and the sound of Oran's voice rings out!

"Ho, Altman! A strange thing, to be struck down by nothingness!"

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"Orbitus and I will find ourselves in your company soon enough, fear not!"

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Perhaps not, for even as Oran speaks, a blast from the murky sky sears the ground, sending the Ice Men scrambling as its force hurls you from the impact!

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Body battered beyond the tolerance of a lesser man, you nevertheless push yourself from the durablate and desperately scan the air above, searching for the concealed Blacktron ship...

>>36897309
The Ice Men just can't catch a break.

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... but even with your Futuron eyes, it remains hidden until a glimmer of light betrays its presence - the glow of its fearsome weapon recharging!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Altman!

Rolled 7 (1d12)

>>36897366
Dodge that shit

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>36897366
Also, scan our surroundings for a way to launch ourselves up to the cloaked ship.

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Though your Futuron reflexes save your life, the beam fires before you can fully leap free, and you are sent tumbling to impact against some hard unyielding surface... but then you draw breath and discover that Fortune has dealt you a pleasant hand!

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Your autocycle!

Its caged fury simmers all around you as you charge the Blacktron vessel head-on...

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... and prove that a Futuron may fly!

>>36897881
YES! OTC that shit in half!

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Before gravity can take hold once more, you thrust Aphelion's OTC forward, and feel the blade score across something solid!

An unearthly throb pounds in your ears as you make planetfall...

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... but as you roll to your feet you find that you have downed an awesome foe indeed!

What will you do now, Futuron?

>>36898134
Check the scraps for enough materials to make a laser leg.

>>36898134
>feet

Anyways, confirm survivors.

>>36898134
Search the wreck for their star-charts.

Rolled 2 (1d12)

Tell our friends to come looking for spare parts to repair the penis shaped Futuron ship. Maybe salvage the cloaking tech if they can.

>>36898380
It's called "flashing tech," actually.

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As you warily approach the downed craft, you know that even a Futuron may feel a twinge of fear, for though the wreckage was brought low by your own hand...

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... the heraldry of the Blacktrons strikes fear into all who know of their terrible deeds!

>>36898440
GASP! It's the Neo-Hojo Clan!

>>36898440
Hojooooooooo!

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Suddenly, something stirs in the fuming debris, and as you reflexively draw your burner and advance toward it, you find the severed remains of a strange serpent-like being! Its maw gapes open as it thrashes weakly about, seemingly sensing your presence!

What will you do now, Futuron?

>>36898489

Destroy it.

>>36898489
First, ask it if it was the pilot. If it doesn't respond, shoot it.

>>36898489
Make it your pet.

Rolled 10 (1d12)

>>36898522

I'm gonna roll for this one instead. Much better then my simple destroy post.

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The thing seems not to understand a word of Futuron, or any other language, and so you regard it as the terror it seems, and turn your burner upon it!

A shriek assails your senses as the hideous thing combusts...

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... when from the shadows steps forth a being you recognize-

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Rolled 5 (1d12)

- a Blacktron warrior!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, please!

Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>36898773

Handshot, looking to disarm. Then Interrogate.

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>36898773
LOOK AT ME, I'M A COWBOY! Shootshootshoot, bullet bullet gun!

Rolled 1 (1d12)

>>36898773
Ask if that was his snake thing.

Rolled 7 (1d12)

>>36898820
God dammit, anon.

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FRZAP!

With Futuron reflexes, you snap off a charge of your burner before the Blacktron warrior can ready his own! No blood flows from the wound as the hand is severed from the wrist, and no sound comes from within the darkened helm...

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... but the Blacktrons are feared 'cross the stars and so you ensure your foe is fully defanged before you approach!

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At first you feel it may simply be an ill wind, or a residual effect of the Blacktron's shadow field generator, but a miasma blots out the sky as you approach, and a strange unwholesome sound fills your ears!

"҉̠̲̞͞Ỳ̵̜̜̣͕̮͈o̹̩̣͘u̲̰̕͝ ҉̳ą̶̗̠̺̞͚̪͍̬͞ŗ͖̗̭͎̟̩̝̲é̘̬̼̯̫ ̨̝̜̻̲̮̙̜̪̹a̧̩̲͡s̷͔̥͟ ̸̵̪̦̠̻͖̩͈͎͢b̜͘̕r̷̛̥̼a̵͚̦̫͇͝v̫͍̟̺͉͎e͓̤̠̜̪̤̬̫̯ ͍͓̻̹̼̲̻a̸͓͕͓n̵̼̪̦̪̬̟d̳̠̦͚̝́͠ ̵̨͔̰̘̥͚̰̝̺͟f̘͍͘o͇͚̗̖̖̙̞͉͟͟͠ͅǫ̷̼͇̦̼͓̙ͅl̗̮̠͘i̲̺͈̦͚s̵̱͖̞̯̘̮͍͢͠h̦͚̩̲̲͓̠̞͟͠ ̴̜̹̖̻͈͖̮̻͢ͅḁ̴̭̥̕͠ś͈͔ ̴̻̳̘a̢̯̠̝̜͕̠ņ̭̝̘̳͚̘͇̰̀y̫̮̬͕̭͎̥̹ ̫̠̗̘̼ͅo̷̱̭̝f̛͇̳̼̪̤̕ ̴̨͔̼͙͡y͈͇̝̭͇͚̟̻o̵͇̫u͖̻̫̩͖̭͈r̢͓͙͈͡ ̡̟͟k̯̼̼͙͇͚͜i̖̥̣͔͕͍̫̺ǹ̢̳̥d̹̩͔,̤͖̺̖̕͢͝ ̵̣̠̱͎͠Ḁ͚͔̘̣̩̮͙l̴̘t͜͢͏̞̲̮͍m̵͉̳̲̬̟̲̝̯̝͠a̤̞̙̳͚͈̺n҉҉͓͙͇̭̳͚̣͡ ̝̗̞͘͢͠o̵̥̲̪̰̺̭̤f̴̸̪͚̯̖͎̹̤̪̼͢ ͏̴̻̠̺͔͍̙̕F̗̣̭̯̮̲͍́͞u̸͍͈̗̻̝̲͔͢͝t͘͏̭̼̼̰̻u̸̗̣̹͟͞ŗ̻̤̻̦̞̱̥͚͘o҉͔̰̠͉̣̦̠͢ǹ̢͓̤̮̟̗̜̭̰.̴͈͞͡ ̦͍̬̮̫͔̪̦̕ͅY̨̤̦͝o̶͍͈͚̖u̴̙͘͡ ͚̘w̸̴͈̻̭͡i͏̻̯̺̪̹̻͉l̛̩͚̣͎̝̲l̨͎͚̻̙̲̗̫͝ ̜́͠f̰̮i͇̜̗͓̪ṇ̡̛̱̲̼̹͟d̷͟͏̙̱͔͔̬͙͔͇̙ ̼̜͉̬̼̪͞n̡͍̮͓̣̺͖o̴̺͚͡ͅ ̷̢҉̩̼̙͕͓̻͈͖v̺͓̗̮͖͇͝i̻̭c̢̰̦̹t̪̯̝̲͡ọ͔̰̦̬̘̙́ͅr̳͈̗̰͞ͅy̨̬͖͍̩̟̭̼͜͡ ̥͎͚̦̬̠̣̥u̟̫̥p̛̞͙͔̰̺̖͉̻͝o͓̼n̴̲͖͕̼̳̠͙̤͢͝ ̯̝̪̹̩t͠͏̭̲͙̱̹̹͜h̺̝̠̺͕į̠͇͚͞s̴͔̣̙̘̕͝ ̜͇͜͠p͇̯̬̯̥͙̭l̡̰̥̜̕͘ͅà̶͚̞ņ̶͎͎̜̕e̱̩ṭ̻̫͚͇̜̤͡.̡̞̝̀"̢̖̼͇̀ͅ

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36899275
>Get your ass to Mars before he self-terminates.

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"̧͚̘̼̙͍͙̯Ẁ̝͈̪͓͖̣̤e̸̷̹͖̝̼̱̗͈̫̕ ͈̦͓̭͚̪͇̳͜͠h͎̼̬a̸̛̳̣̕v̴͍̱͓̗̬̜̟̳e̴̛͔̫̥ ̸̨̗̠͈̹̞͉t̵̗̲̖h̪̮̮̹è̻̠͍̹̯̪͕ ̥̥͉̪̠̺̜͕̕s̪̻c̨͙̭͉̜̯͖̜͙͠i̶̧̧̳͚͚̺e̱̦͓͈͕ͅǹ̴̬͙̘̩͍͖̪t͖͍̼̯͉̥͞i̠̪̫̖̭̻͖̗s̡͎ţ͕̭̣̠͇̘͙̱ ͏̸̴͔̤̲̮̯̳̬̯a̴̘̱̳̪̗͉̺b̷̤̪̯͖̝̮̹̰̠ò̞̯a͟҉̯̺͍ŗ̸̪͔͈d̀́͏̣̠̣͙͎͖̠̩ ̘̖̱o̴͖͎̠̹͍̹͚ṷ̞̗͞ͅṟ͇̰͕̤̩͓̦͜ ̶͕̲̭̪͚͈͍̦m̛͙͕͘o̹̹͕̙͖t̹̠̞̗̯̲̤h̙̣̩̦͟e͕̦̯̣̩̟̼̖͝ŕ͎̰̹̫͓̙̖͙s̨̱͔͇̖̥̰͉̘ḩ̜̖̟̯͚i͖͔̟̙͎̖͍p̱̘̩̱̕͞ͅ.̶̸̝ͅ ̖̪̗̮͓̞̦Ą̨̖̖̟͙̘̗͇̺l͓̱͇͓̠͔͕͞ļ̛̘̭̺̯͍͎̙ ́҉̩̮̱̰̬ý̵̙̜̻̼͔͚̘ơ̴̭̠̩u̖̱̳̝ͅr҉̛͙̯̣͉̝̞̟̹ ҉̨̲̻v̛̹͠ͅé҉̜̮s̸̨̮̲̲̜̪̞͞s̷̤͚̬̳̀é͙͍͘l͇̗͇̭̥s̢̜͖̮̩̖̗̹̠̕ ̬͕̦̙͇͝a̵̻͈͈̥̙̼r̻͔̟ę͕͔̪̺̫͎̥ͅ ̣̖͟͜d̴̜̰̦͍o͔̭̼̖̳̯̣̕͢w̲͢n̕҉̺ḛ̷͓̜̰̞̳́ͅd̛̥̫̠̦̪.̝ ̙̖̙͚͜Y̝͚͓̠͖̮͙͜ò̵͎̪̞̟̮̻̟̬u̯͖̣͇̲̣ ̜̗̹̘͕̜̠̠͔͟͢c̵̘̱̹̞͓̯̝̳͞a͕̝̙̲̻̞̗̜n̴̴̛̥̭̞̦̝͍n͎͍̬̹͢ͅo͔͖͖̦t̨͈̠̮̕ ̝͟͡r̼͚̜͓͉̹͡e̮̘͡͠a̛̲͉̹ͅͅć̯̞͎͘͞h̥̲͈̯̦͈̹͎ ̲̬̻̀ḥ̵̟͖̤̲̟͟i̼̠͇̝̱̼̘͉̕͞m͎̰̳͖̯̲͕,̸̧͚̤̭̦̜̗̺̙͘ ̝̬̤̠ą̢̘̼̯̦̟͖͉n̜͍̖̖̯͘ḑ̷͕͙̭̼̹̗̲ ̭̭̙̯̘̕h̷̝͞ͅi̷̥̖͍̭̣͍̯͙ͅs͍̭͡ ̥͓̮̝̺͕̱͢s̡̠̪̝̞e̛͏̞͓̜̦̭̣c̡͎̜̼͘͝r̛̺͉̖̼͝ͅe͡҉͎̠̩͙̜t̪͎͙́ ̣w̱̞̘͓̭͢į̬̫̱̀ḷ̭̜̫͓͎̥͓̻͢l͚̪ ̜̻͍͝ş̶͉̩̞̠͔̯͙̯o̮ò̢͖̺̱̪n̯̲̙̱̱͔̱̼̗͝ ̨̢͔̖̩̤̻͍̜̭͚͜b̘̭̪̦̙̠͖̣e̶̦̞̩̱̮͢͡ ̨͈̰̬͖͝k̜͓̤̝̠͓̫̰̀͡n̩̦̞̗̬̫͈͎͟͠o̝̙̳̹͖̪̭͜͞ẉ͝n̫͉̞͇̝̤͡ ̹̩̭t̩̭͇͙̺̭͎o̱͇͓͙ ̺̰͔̥͉͟ų͕̗̮͍s̡̗͙̖͎̣̱͉͝.͓̱"̖̥͕͔́
What will you do now, Futuron?

Rolled 10 (1d12)

>>36899322
Say how you don't fear them and kill him

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36899322
>Raise his visor and shove our gun's barrel into his mouth.

>>36899322
Kill them, then steal the outfit. Time for infiltration!

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A Futuron must fight without fear, and Blacktrons may die as easily as any other man!

Without another word, you raise your burner and train it upon the prone warrior...

>>36899645
Oh my god, wearing Blacktron is incredibly offensive in this day and age. What's wrong with your head!?

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... but the body vanishes, if it was ever there at all!

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A commotion draws your attention to the remnant of the Blacktron's ship, and what you think at first to be cables of some kind thrash about!

>>36899744
Are their ships -alive-? What the fuck?

>>36899696
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bW7Op86ox9g

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Not cables, but something that looks almost alive! The protrusions from the compartment's rear seem to squirm and writhe, and you realize that there may yet be one ship on this planet which still functions!

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Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Futuron!

Rolled 5 (1d12)

>>36899893
Patty-cake 'em into submission.

Rolled 2 (1d12)

>>36899893
Take control of the ship. Bash it if you need to.

Rolled 2 (1d12)

>>36899893
Lovingly caress the tentacles.

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36899893
Reassemble the ship!
Perhaps it can stick itself back together.

Rolled 7 (1d12)

>>36899893
Seduce.

>>36899893
Loot the ship!

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With Futuron bravado, you grasp the largest of the tendrils, seeking to wrest it into submission, but its strength surpasses your own, coiling around your waist to fling you away!

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Recovering, you lean against the craft to gather your wits and wind, and see ahead the command module...

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... but once seated, you find nothing resembling the interior of a spaceship! No transcoder array, no steering console- Nothing but a smooth and featureless surface which catches the reflection of the small moonlet orbiting far above!

As you search about for any kind of controls, the interior seems to shift...

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... and from it bulges form and erupt more quavering tendrils which rear up and lunge toward you!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Futuron! To roll, put dice+1d12 in the Options field!

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36900346
...seduce

Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>36900346
Snap it like a Slim Jim.

Rolled 6 (1d12)

>>36900346
Snap the tentacle.

Rolled 7 (1d12)

>>36900346
Escape, then grab whatever's left of the Blacktron. Maybe that'll fool whatever biometrics this thing is using.

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Your hand can scarcely envelop its girth before the tentacle thrashes loose, and plunges straight for your head!

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Confined as you are, you cannot dodge away, and the impact rivets you backward as it seeps across your face, surrounding your skull, and creeping inside of your mind!

J̨̳̺͚̪ͅO͓I̱͇̖N̲̮̝̙̹̹̙̘͠͡ ̭͙̟͡Ṳ͎S̡̛̯
̴̙̀͡
̳͙̖̺͓͚̺͍̕G̨͙̜̯̘I̛̩͖͔̞̮͍̞͡V̴͖̼̺͍̕E͎̗͜͝ ̤̻̭̼Ý̶̝̪̥̲͈͓̩̪͟Ọ̙͖͓͖̯̰́Ư̵̸̱͖̠̭̭R̶̛͚̭͚̣̹̪͡S̢̩̝̼͜E̗̼̳͠Ĺ͓͎͇F͕̀ ̵͖͉̱͕T͈̞͜͡ͅO̷͔̳͔ͅ ̨͉͈͍͖̬̪͡͡U̟̩͞S͇̻
̩͎͡
̷̺̫̹Ỳ̵̗̖̖̬O̕͏̭̘̦́ͅU҉̩͈͚͈̕ ̻͇̦̩͘͢C̷̷̲͇̗̜̖̤̼̹A̸̡̘̲̫N͚̻͕̰̘̬̱͢͞͞ͅN̻̘̥͚̯̥̯̖̣O̧̡̭̠͖̤͡T̼͍̱̺̺̬̰͠͡ͅ ̢̟̲̱̥͈͙͈̝̀R̵͇̠̫̝Ȩ̪͚͎̪̕S̸̟̣I̦̣̲̯͎S̸̢̟̯̫͉͔̩̟Ț̮̞͞
̸̬̱̪
̢̮̞̠̀Y̤̮̯͕͚͘͡ͅO̜͇͚̦͔̱U͉͍ͅ ̝̳Ḩ̛͉̯͚̩A̴̯͓̤V̵̧̱̟̮E͏̷̭ ̬̝̙̺͉́͡N̼̟̲̯͝O̵̩̟̥̘̙̘ ́͏̸̮̦̖̯̯̲̮Ẉ̺͖̫̕Ì̹̠̲͘L͓̯͇͢͡ͅL͕̠

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Altman!

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>36900539
Join 'em.

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36900539
Force your will upon the ship. You are a man of Futuron; there are none more iron!
>>36900551
No this.

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36900551
Resist as a true Futuron.

Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>36900569
Can I reroll? I'm rerolling.

>>36900551


w͖̖̬̙̝̥͛ͪ͐͗̾̕e͈͖̤ͯ̓ͥ̚͠l̶̗̖͎̣̰̬͂ͅl͋̂ͣ́̅ ̲̭̦̝̬̅s̍̍ͧ̂͢h͛ͪ̍̊͂ͥi̟͚̊̎ͦ̃̍t͕̭̮̥̻̿͊͢

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"Are you all right, Futuron?"

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"̰͔͍̻͠W҉̖̣̀ḩ̸̤̥͈͙a̬̰̩̬̦̣͕t̲͜ ̷̖̤̠̳d̵͉̺̱̜o̻̣̯̬͙͜͠ͅͅ ̧̡̜̝͔̙͉̥͞y̵̳̖̹ͅo̥̞̣̤̜̕͟͠u̵͎͉̟͈̘ ̨̛̞͢ś̬̙͉͚ͅe̢҉͎̱̘͉e͙ͅ?͓̜̝̙̣̩́"̵̵̻̲͓̳͚̹̻̙́

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But the Futuron named Altman is dead and gone, and must be, until this mission is at an end! For a Futuron's will is so iron-bound that nothing may break it, and so the void which once was Altman ignores the voices of the Ice Men...

>>36900868
well that's a bummer

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... and with a beckoning of the void, the Blacktron ship alights under its own strange power and lifts off of the ground to return to its dark home!

>>36900821

Obviously Spooky Scary Skeletons that must be slain otherwise they will become 2spooky4us.

Wow, this quest got bleak.

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Whatever manner of thing pilots this craft now, the carapace around its skull removes the need for air, and it plunges heedless across the waning light of the horizon, until a huge asteroid rotates into view and the tumorous growth upon it can be seen at last!

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Its surface seems to draw light in, and perhaps without the carapace it would be as invisible as once was the very ship which approaches it!

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36901410
>>36901336
That's some freaky shit. Did the blacktron get infested by the Beast or have they always been like this?

Also, the wiki writeup of Altman is going to be fun.

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The ship hisses in the void as the OTC is drawn from its clutch, but no other defenses are raised, and the thing which was once Altman sees that like ticks the Blacktrons have dug themselves beneath this rock, and the black spires overhead are merely the gate.

With that, the void turns from the last rays of sunlight and toward the towering monument to madness.

>>36901522

Jesus, LQ, you been mainlining Babylon 5 episodes with the Shadows?

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The structure seems an eerie mockery of life, like a festering wound frozen in space...

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... and when the surface ruptures and tendrils spew forth, the void which was once Altman of Futuron is not surprised...

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... but embraces it as the Blacktron ship swallows it whole, like a poisoned seed!

Rolled 5 (1d12)

>>36901770
I'm getting kinda creeped out. Which is not a feeling I ever though lego could give me. Hats off, LegoQuest, this is awesome.

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The inside is more nightmarish than the surface, and still a single glimmer shines far away in the void which was once Altman - find the scientist!

>>36901770
We're in some deep shit

Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>36901968
Stay frosty.

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The passageways are confining, their surfaces unyielding, and the thing which was once Altman stumbles forth, blindly, when a Blacktron appears from a side corridor!

The pair regard each other, and the Blacktron seems to pause, unsure of what stands before it!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever A̳͍l̡̝̞͎̻̱̰͟ͅt҉͍̦m̵̢̺̦̭͍̹̞̫̞͜a̢̧̘̭̟͚͎̪̝̻ͅn̡̟̹͇̹̞̻̫̗ does, please!

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36902045
Assimilate it!

Rolled 8 (1d12)

>>36902045
>"Hey there buddy. How goes it?"

Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>36902045
Just two Blacktrons passing each other by. Nothing of note.

Rolled 3 (1d12)

>>36902045
Disregard Blackthorn, acquire scientist.

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>>36902055
Perhaps it is a stray flicker of thought, an echo magnified inside the void which was once Altman, but the Blacktron senses something amiss, and the ship itself responds, as long ropey tendrils stretch forth from the walls to entwine the interloper!

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Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, A̵̴̖͡l̛͍̤̫͕͈͜͜t̷̷̘̯̩̣̦̫̭͟m̧͓͎͈͉͇̠̀a̘͕͢n̡͏̻̯̬̠ͅ!

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>36902289
>"Later 'gator." sHOOT THE ZAPPY GUN AT IMPORTANT MACHINERY

Rolled 12 (1d12)

>>36902289
Appeal to its sense of unity.

Rolled 4 (1d12)

>>36902289
Rolling to seduce.

Rolled 6 (1d12)

>>36902289
OTC and burner. Hop to it.

>>36902316
>>36902324
oh good god...

>>36902316
>>36902324
Well then.

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Without hesitation you train your burner upon the wall and rake it with charge after charge, while your OTC slices at the enveloping tentacles...

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... and as the fumes dissipate you see in the smoldering wreckage that the scientist still lives!

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I̶̙̥̻͚̮̺N̲̙T̶̼͙̩͔̗͇͇Ẹ̩̱R̕L̛̮̯͉̦̘͇̠O̗̣͉P̝ER̤!̤
̤̦̦̩̩̲ͅ
̝̗͙͍̟͓͢KI̧̜̩̝̞L̬̞̮̜̟͖L̹ ̴͇I͙̠̼̮̗̝T͈̥̠͙͡!҉̝̲͈̯
̙̳̙̥͙̞̖͘
̖̞̞O̦̮̜̗̲̝U̮T̘̮̟S̨̻͓̥̪͚̦͔I̜̜̭̮͕Ḏ̯͓̯͙̬͔́E̸͍̘̞̬Ŗ̺̗̻͚̳̬̤!҉͇̰
͖
̳̲̻̖̼̬͢N̻̫O̳͖͚̦̺̮̝̕T̻̝̪͙͍ O͈N͖̻̱͚̼̻̘E̬̰̦̫̗̭ ̩͕͇̞̟ͅO̶̬F͓̗ ̮͚͜U͖̼̬S̱̼̥!̵͕͇̹͈̰̰

Through the pounding in your brain, you somehow hear the transcoder relay embedded inside your helmet!

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"Altman! If you can still hear me, get clear of the base!"

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"If you can hear me, get clear-"

Oran's words do not fall upon deaf ears, for you tear free of the cluster of tendrils within your brain and leap from the tiny gravity of the asteroid without hesitation, the scientist trailing from your metallic leg!

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And without an instant to spare, for as you soar from the Blacktron base, a craft materializes out of space and cruises directly past!

The carriage of the Ice Men!

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"Ho, Futuron! Avert your gaze, for in a moment..."

>>36903201

Holy jesus, is that a Nuke?

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"...we will set the heavens alight!"

In the silent void of space, the rocket slips toward its destination and impacts against the Blacktron base, sending a plume of fire rippling outward as cracks of light emerge from within, and the entire structure vaporizes!

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>>36903255

Rolled 9 (1d12)

>>36903201
My goodness, you have that model? Damn I wanted that one so much.

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>>36903255

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"There you are, Altman!" laughs Oran as the transcreen canopy unfolds to snare you and the scientist within his ship. "I had feared you lost!"

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"Let us recover your autocycle and escort our friend back to Futuron Control... but first, let us see what pleasures Trada may offer us!"

Sweet stars above! What the hell was that?!

>>36898773
the lighting in this shot is incredible

>>36903767
Lego Quest: Tales of the Valor Squadron!

>>36903642
Thank you!

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Oh man, that was a weird turn of events! It's pretty hard to write in the second-person when you can't use the word "you"!

I should come clean for everyone; I started getting sick yesterday, and I was really debating whether or not to continue this game today, but I didn't want to leave the thread with only 40-odd images, so apologies if this session was slow, disjointed, or otherwise crummy. Looking forward to an episode being over is a feeling I don't enjoy.

>>36903767
>Sweet stars above! What the hell was that?!
TALES OF THE VALOR SQUADRON!

>>36903436
>My goodness, you have that model? Damn I wanted that one so much.
Yes, it's quite a beauty. You can see how it dwarfs both Oran's ship and the pilfered remains of the Blacktron ship.

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>>36903886
Images would help!

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And speaking of Oran's ship, since no one's said it yet, his ship is the Twin Starfire with a few adjustments. The original is a Classic Space ship, so I added a little black trim to bring it into the Futuron color scheme.

>>36903843
Thanks for running the game for us despite being sick. It was great.

>>36903843

Man I had thought I missed out on the Quest, but I managed to get in for half of it. Thanks for staying through it.

>>36903843

You are a Giant, thanks for running this session.

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>>36900551
>>36888221

I like when legoquest follows our rolls and orders to a t but it's never gone like this before.

bmup

Holy shit we Blacktron now?