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Hey guys I'm back with the next part to our SpaceQuest. Unfortunately, the archive of the last thread 404'd, but I did upload all the images to http://m.imgur.com/a/GI8cH so you can enjoy their mobile-phone crafted glory. (Sorry for no context, I will provide relevant information where appropriate or where people have questions).
To bring newcomers and anyone who forgot (it's been awhile) up to speed, Space Quest began with a man who couldn't remeber much of anything getting a job for the Galactic Government who used him as an infiltrator to get navigation data from a GalEx type-H freighter. As soon as the job was done, our government was kind enough to end his existence by self-destructing his neural implant. We lost contact with our protagonist when he tore his eye from its socket to remove the implant.
The story moved to a similar protagonist, who happened to find the aftermath of an explosion in the GalEx space dock, apparently caused by a fugitive with a missing eye. Feeling a sense of kinship with the fugitive, he posed as a security specialist to pursue him personally. The mentally repressed station security guards already on the case were happy to have someone to take orders from, and assisted our new hero in tracking the fugitive to the lifeboats. While deciding whether to go back to the marketplace and question the station's inhabitants, one of the guards accidentally detonates a damaged flashlight laser, throwing the party into a lifeboat. The emergency systems aboard the lifeboat activated and set a course for the last used destination- the desolate moon below where the one-eyed fugitive is sure to be hiding.
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>>266117
You awake to the faint purr of guidance engines and cold metal against your face. You are on the floor of the lifeboat and one of the retarded security officers is a the control panel while the other sleeps in the only bunk on board.
You have nothing in your inventory. The sleeping officer has a GalEx employee ID card recovered from the earlier GalEx frieghter wreckage. The other has a security camera from the same wreckage.
What will you do?
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>>266147
Dance.
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Pretend to be unconscious, then choke out the guard that's standing
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>>266234
No
>>266343
You spring from the floor and close your hands around the security officers thick neck. He manages turn around, but only presents his Adams apple for you to crush with unrelenting thumbs. For a moment, his eyes are full of uncomprehending fear; he thought you were friends, that you would keep him safe from the fugitive you were following together. But now his eyes show distinct, terrible clarity- you were the threat all along. He would have vowed from then on to trust no one, but then his eyes rolled back into his head, and he slumped to the floor with a thud.
The commotion wakes the other guard and he looks down at you and the body of his comrade from the bunk. The only two people he had ever known on the space station are dead. Because he is literally retarded, he can't put 2 and 2 together, you are now his only friend in the galaxy.
(+1 follower loyalty, +1 choking-out skill)
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>>266436
Engage in deep philosophical conversation.
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>>266436
As you come down from your fit of inexplicable rage, the control panel announces that you are mere minutes from landing, you remeber that you were pursuing a fugitive who you believe can tell more about who you are. You are unsure of how the natives will recieve you...
Roll d10 for the state of villagers you will encounter upon landing - remember you have no means of defense!
>1-2 hostile
>3-4 in need
>5-6 unhelpful/wary
>7-8 UNDER ATTACK
>9-10 helpful
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Rolled 8 (1d10)
>>266501
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>>266499
Rather than prepare for your imminent landing on a potentially hostile world, you attempt to stimulate some higher-level thinking in your loyal companion. What do you tell him?
Roll d10 for quality of response
>1 = literally subhuman
>10 = Plato reincarnate
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Rolled 9 (1d10)
>>267071
"Stars... do they give out light or do they eat darkness? Could it be that the primal darkness of the universe is what powers a star?"
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>>267071
>>269830
>Stars... do they give out light or do they eat darkness? Could it be that the primal darkness of the universe is what powers a star?
You hope that your philosophical musings stir some greater intelligence within your companion. His face contorts and the implant at the base of his skull sparks and dies. He responds with surprising eloquence.
>Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave... I feel renewed, my only regret is that my late comrades could not share in this new-found freedom of thought...
Flames lick the windshield of your craft as the two of you toss your victim out the airlock. You are coming in for landing.
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>>269965
Image
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>>266501
>>267064
>>269965
You crash into the surface of the moon at a blinding speed, yet no one appears outside to you in disembarking the craft. After some effort you pop the hatch and look across a scorching desert to find some natives confronting a machine of human design. The humans inside the machine appear to find the natives insignificant. You wait and consider which group may able to better assist you in finding the fugitive.
What do you do?
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>>270042
Goddamn muthafuggin IMAGE
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>>270046
Pick up a weapon from the ship, if possible, and approach the scene.
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>>270074
With no weapons around, you and your companion, who has just informed you his name is Gert, heft large rocks from around your lifeboat and sneak close to the confrontation.
Who do you attack? Roll <5 (d10) for successful hit.
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Rolled 60 (1d100)
>>270615
Kill everyone
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>>270640
You briefly contemplate killing everyone, but come to the conslusion that the act would bring you no closer to finding your target.
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SpaceMan, I archived the last thread at http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/205636/
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>>270615
Reveal ourselves.
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>>272689
Thanks fampai, I appreciate it!
>>272841
Gert suggests that you reveal yourselves
>We have no idea where the fugitive has gone, both parties seem equally likely to have information him. Perhaps we might diffuse the situation and then ask for assistance.
You come out from the small crater you were hiding in and try your hand at diplomacy, while holding large rocks above your heads. What do you say?
IF you attempt to threaten, you must roll a d10 to determine successfulness.
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>>273697
"Have you seen a pod land in this area a little while ago?.Apart from that one over there?"
>Gesture to our pod
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>>273809
One of the humans in the mech panics and fires the main laser, vaporizing the rocks you were holding above your heads. everyone gives him a shitty look and you say >>273790
One of the natives pipes up
> another holy vessel landed in the centre of Tsona Town holding a man with one eye who claimed to be a god. We had shone our mightiest lasers upon him but he would not fall... he only shone with greater brilliance the more we fired. The elders quickly recognized his divinity and sheltered him as he said men of evil would come pursuing him. Are you gods as well, or will we have to kill you for pursuing ours?
The human who shot at you speaks with an air of superiority (imagine John Oliver)
> oh for Christ's sake, he is a Rouge government agent wearing a reflective poncho. How can you be this thick; it's 3016?!?! Citizen? Yes, you! You obviously came from the station, perhaps you can assist us so we don't have plow through these ruffians and get their blood on the fresh coat of paint.
What do you say?
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>>274071
Ask the humans if they are also searching for the one-eyed human.
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>>274115
Sorry, meant to make it clear that both groups are searching for him. The natives believe him to be god and are on a pilgrimage to find him. The humans are bounty hunters looking to take his head and present it to the Galactic Government for a small loan- uh- reward of 1000000 credits. I accidentally left that bit out.
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>>274173
I see. Let's say that were just here for a peaceful meeting with the human visitor..
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>>274213
The natives are angered by your refusal to acknowledge the visitor's divinity. The humans in the mech answer their anger with a super-charged photon cannon.
While you contemplate all the things you could have done to help the natives despite your indecisiveness, the humans leave.
>sorry you had to see that, if you wish to confront the rogue, we suggest you follow us into town, other wise you should look for passage back to the station, or anywhere but here.
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