"Name's Rrukksa Uerraelaz. And yeah, that's my Corsair in Hangar 2. Well, I want to join the Merchants Hvaek. I want her to go legit."
Runt
- Thread starter The Pakkrat
- Start date
Thirzar: "Oh, he's been hit, but he can walk it off."
Dr. Arx: "Please don't tell the others that I do this for you."
Zo: "C'mon. You like my karaoke, and I helped us make a sale with 130% profit. Say it. Please?"
Dr. Arx: "sigh Good girl."
Zo: "C'mon. You like my karaoke, and I helped us make a sale with 130% profit. Say it. Please?"
Dr. Arx: "sigh Good girl."
"Who's a good girl?"
"Seriously, you're going to make me say it?"
"Yes -- yes I am. Who is a good girl?"
[sigh] "Ok, ok. You're the bestest girl."
"Thanks!"
"Seriously, you're going to make me say it?"
"Yes -- yes I am. Who is a good girl?"
[sigh] "Ok, ok. You're the bestest girl."
"Thanks!"
To make more profit off Passenger Staterooms, Dr. Arx and Zo are the only crew who can double-occupy together. The Urzaeng are too big and too territorial to double up. Given Zo is an Irilitok, a Human is ideal and suits her Irilitok preferences. Receiving praise from someone not motivated by Charisma feels more genuine to her.
Though a Rogue from lower class of her homeworld, Zo recently used her Streetwise to find a desperate Buyer for the speculative cargo, 59 tons of Processed Special Alloys that the crew had gambled on. She scored personally better then the others since Rrukksa had to split his share with his veseel.
Though a Rogue from lower class of her homeworld, Zo recently used her Streetwise to find a desperate Buyer for the speculative cargo, 59 tons of Processed Special Alloys that the crew had gambled on. She scored personally better then the others since Rrukksa had to split his share with his veseel.
Rrukksa: The Deacon, cop, or whatever on Odessa was visibly put out by the three Soldiers who snitched on our G-carrier, that he had to write me a citation.
Deacon: "Just keep all the safeties on that laser cannon, and I better not hear you fired it, Traveller. Here's your field permit. Next time, register your vehicle at the Highport."
Deacon: "Just keep all the safeties on that laser cannon, and I better not hear you fired it, Traveller. Here's your field permit. Next time, register your vehicle at the Highport."
First Officer: "Any moment now."
Dominator: "I ought to kill whomever put me in a female body."
First Officer: "Apologies, but the Captain was the only crew with a Wafer Jack when our ship received the order for your activation, ma'am-...sir-..."
Dominator: "Ugh. Nothing for it then. We have work to do starting with all Jump-3 or better vessels in this world-system."
Dominator: "I ought to kill whomever put me in a female body."
First Officer: "Apologies, but the Captain was the only crew with a Wafer Jack when our ship received the order for your activation, ma'am-...sir-..."
Dominator: "Ugh. Nothing for it then. We have work to do starting with all Jump-3 or better vessels in this world-system."
Last edited:
Anchor: "Tonight, the so-called Doom Trade takes a dark turn in Yonder Subsector..."
Prisoner: "Doom Trade isn't slavery! THEY'RE TAKING OUR SHIPS!!"
Dominator: "Muzzle that one."
Prisoner: "Doom Trade isn't slavery! THEY'RE TAKING OUR SHIPS!!"
Dominator: "Muzzle that one."
Day 7
Dominator: "I don't care if they're striking colors. All batteries, target their hot-spot and fire. DESTROY THEM!"
Dominator: "I don't care if they're striking colors. All batteries, target their hot-spot and fire. DESTROY THEM!"
Captain: "Six ships, two destroyed...in just seven days?!"
First Officer: "High Command is claiming we illegally activated the EPW. If we answer this summons, it's our careers. If we don't, it's our heads. Your orders?"
First Officer: "High Command is claiming we illegally activated the EPW. If we answer this summons, it's our careers. If we don't, it's our heads. Your orders?"
Worker: "What's this? All Jump-3 or higher assembly orders canceled?!"
Foreman: "Eh, I'm Hvaek union salary. Who cares if they don't want the money? Let's go."
Foreman: "Eh, I'm Hvaek union salary. Who cares if they don't want the money? Let's go."
Captain: "They didn't take anything. Just marched past my manifest and permits to my Drives compartments..."
Last edited:
Captain: "I know we've joked about it before, but Sister you know I'd never consciously betray the Alliance. I need help. We can't put into port, not in this cruiser..."
Last edited:
Rrukksa: 'Sir' Arrghdukh Thurz the Knight VIP we were to escort back to the ship and deliver to his Opposition Alliance assigned position as the Aristocrat of Lavras. He originated on Lavras, so this was a glorious homecoming for Sir Thurz.
He was everything I could never hope to be, as if born to wonder with the Ancients as his personal groomer. His pelt was perfect silver. Freshly pressed clothes. Immaculate accessories. Oozing physicality and Charisma. From plantation to Peer, Thurz was all that and a title. I wanted that and despised him for all of it.
He was everything I could never hope to be, as if born to wonder with the Ancients as his personal groomer. His pelt was perfect silver. Freshly pressed clothes. Immaculate accessories. Oozing physicality and Charisma. From plantation to Peer, Thurz was all that and a title. I wanted that and despised him for all of it.
Rrukksa: "Wait. If you're the Knight, then who is the fellow in the limo out front?"
Sir Thurz: "Ah don' know him. Ah came out the side door."
BOOOM!
Sir Thurz: "Ah don' know him. Ah came out the side door."
BOOOM!
Dr. Arx: "...especially for runts. But this vaccine is intraosseous. Straight to the bone marrow..."
Last edited:
Director Aoeth: "We have a motto here at Vaederrrreng, Capt. Uerraelaz. 'Let reason move you.' All we ask of our staff is to think for themselves."
Dominator Wolf-bot: "Remember that we're a team in this, you, me and the computer. I may look like your pet robot, but I'm still you and you're still me. Don't screw this up or lose sight of our purpose...to dominate."
I am drawing every day, sometimes more than once. As my Traveller Wiki profile says, I get my best content done when I'm supposed to be doing work. My images convey story with help from captions.
I.could post the solo-play campaign details, but that would be spoilers.
When I draw too fast or get sloppy, the images come out like single frame comics. But other times, I end up with a nice portrait. I am self-taught since 1991, so please have a heart even when critical.
Regarding female anatomy, I borrow from Vilani & Vargr. To me, female Vargr have primary, secondary, and vestigial tertiary and quaternary mammaries. But due to the Ancients uplift, I judge the tertiary and quaternary to be too vestigial to draw, hidden under ventral pelt.
Runt! is a MT solo-play campaign and is currently ongoing, with a climactic scene where my Travellers confront the Domimator EPW to liberate Raen and Yonder Subsectors.
I.could post the solo-play campaign details, but that would be spoilers.
When I draw too fast or get sloppy, the images come out like single frame comics. But other times, I end up with a nice portrait. I am self-taught since 1991, so please have a heart even when critical.
Regarding female anatomy, I borrow from Vilani & Vargr. To me, female Vargr have primary, secondary, and vestigial tertiary and quaternary mammaries. But due to the Ancients uplift, I judge the tertiary and quaternary to be too vestigial to draw, hidden under ventral pelt.
Runt! is a MT solo-play campaign and is currently ongoing, with a climactic scene where my Travellers confront the Domimator EPW to liberate Raen and Yonder Subsectors.
Last edited:
Similar threads
