Tuesday, July 29, 2025

Goop

Present:

  • Anastasia "Stasi" Tepes. Zhodani Soldier from Querion – Shane
  • Emerse Gee. Daryen Scientist from Torment – Darryl
  • "Riley" O'Reilly. Sword-Worlder Pilot from Winston - Richard
  • Anton Tositova. Solomani Gunner from Entrope - Ian
  • Sang "Spanner" Hoang. Sword-Worlder Mechanic from Winston – Jeff
  • MARMALADING: Hoff Ende. Sword-Worlder Scientist from Winston - Kevin
  • Gnostic Hands. Solomani Scientist from Entrope – Jamie
  • Belle Ende. Sword-Worlder Medic from Winston - Steven
  • Split "Penny" Ende. Sword-Worlder Minstrel from Winston - Jason
  • NPC: Scurry. Drone Gunner from Winston
  • NPC: Finn Cyborg from Querion
by Jeff

Stasi lay unconscious on the concrete floor of the tunnel, Belle's propofol injection having knocked her out almost immediately, and twitched.

"What happened to her?" wondered Riley aloud.
"And what was that about mosquitoes?" asked Gnostic.
"Perhaps the air here is poisoned" suggested Emerse, "She was at the front after all"

The concrete lined tunnel stretched ahead
We all spun around towards the unexplored tunnel ahead, the individual beams from our headlights cutting gleaming lines across the concrete walls and ceiling of the tunnel. Nothing unusual stood out.

Anton shone his Institute supplied lantern down the tunnel. The wider and brighter beam of light swamped all our small headlamp beams, but still nothing unexpected could be seen, the tunnel stretching ahead into the darkness, the air clear and fresh.



"Why is the air so fresh down here?" asked Penny.
"Hold on" commanded Emerse.

He pulled out his radiation monitor and his portable gas chromatograph and waved them about.
"Nothing unusual" Emerse reported, "Just crisp and clean fresh spring air"
"Perhaps Stasi's condition is temporary?" suggested Gnostic, "Let's bring her round"

After lashing Stasi's arms and legs together, and removing her weapons to a safe distance, Belle administered a stimulant. Stasi's eyes fluttered open, quickly focussing on Belle.

"Arrggghhhh" Stasi yelled, "Giant mosquitoes"

As Stasi began to thrash about on the floor, Belle administered another dose of propofol.

"Nope" muttered Riley, "Something definitely wrong here"
"Back to the previous side passage?" suggested Emerse hopefully.

"CLANG ... Clang ... clang"

A loud sound echoed up the tunnel from somewhere ahead.
All the torch beams leapt forward down the tunnel again.

"A door?" suggested Anton, "Let's go"
"I'll stay here with Stasi" declared Emerse.

With Riley and Gnostic in the lead and Anton and Penny taking the rear, the rest of the party set off down the tunnel, cautiously stepping past the location where Stasi suffered her strange hallucinations. Riley opened his trauma kit and stuffed the earplugs into his ears.

"What?" he grumbled, looking at Gnostic.
"And I still have five propofol doses" noted Belle, "... just in case ..."

A short distance down the tunnel, the smooth concrete surface slowly transitioned into a rough surfaced stone lava-tube which continued to twist and turn, angling downward and descending more steeply.

"Emerse" reported Riley, "Tunnel beginning to descend"
"Buzzz, hummmm, crackle" went the communicator.
"Damn, comms. are down now!" noted Riley

This tunnel looked old, powdered stone rubble littered the floor and small clouds of dust puffed up at every footfall. Odd scuff marks scratched their way along the tunnel, as though something had clawed its way along here, ... ages ago. A sweet putrid odour could now be faintly detected in the air.

"Ewww, can you test the air again please Spanner" requested Riley.
"Ah. sorry. Emerse still has the 
gas chromatograph" replied Spanner.
"Humph, that's not super helpful is it" grumbled Riley sarcastically.
"It's not fungal" noted Gnostic, sniffing delicately, "Most likely decaying animal matter"
"Decaying is good" stated Anton, "Um, that means dead, right?"

Two dead mercenaries lay on the tunnel floor 
Rounding the next twist in the tunnel, Riley spotted two forms slumped on the floor.
Two dead mercenaries. They weren't the source of the putrid smell though, which was slowly getting stronger and more pungent. Riley gave the bodies a once over.

"Handguns, ammunition, torches, and flat batteries" noted Riley.
"Dead about a year" reported Belle, "But no obvious cause of death"

Stepping past the bodies, Riley lead us onward.
Anton glanced suspiciously around the tunnel walls as he passed the bodies.
"Hmmm, no obvious cause of death" he muttered to himself with a shiver.

"CLANG ... Clang ... clang"

The odd sound echoed up the tunnel, closer now, as we made their way forward.

The tunnel mouth yawned into a vast natural chamber carved from living rock eons ago, and the stench hit us like a physical blow. A crimson lake of viscous liquid stretched wall to wall, its surface undulating with a slow, hypnotic rhythm that seemed almost... breathing. Chunks of unidentifiable organic matter bobbed lazily on the surface like grotesque lilies, while near the centre, clusters of bubbles rose from the depths with wet, obscene pops that echoed off the stone walls.

The liquid wasn't still - it pulsed and shifted with deliberate motion, as if something vast stirred beneath its opaque surface. Where it lapped against the chamber walls, it left dark stains that glistened wetly in the torchlight, and the air above shimmered with noxious vapours that made our eyes water and throats burn. 

"Ewww" exclaimed Penny, "That really stinks"

Stasi

As the rest of the party were exploring down the tunnel towards the strange pool of liquid, Emerse was sitting on the tunnel floor and keeping a close watch on Stasi. He kept well back in case she awakened suddenly and was violent, but regularly made sure her airways were clear, she was breathing properly, and her weapons were well out of reach

After maybe fifteen minutes Stasi began to stir. Emerse leapt to his feet and retreated back out of her line of sight, worried that she would break out of her bonds and attack him.
But his fears were ungrounded.
"Where am I?" Stasi slurred as she regained consciousness.
"Why am I tied up?" she wondered, "Hello .... HELP" 

Straining against her restraints, Stasi rolled over, and spotted Emerse hovering nervously nearby.
"Emerse you blood bag, give me a hand will you. Where is everyone?"
They have gone on down the tunnel" replied Emerse,
"Um, you had a bit of a turn, so we are waiting here" Emerse continued.
"Why am I tied up then?" Stasi grumbled.
"Well, ... do I look like a mosquito to you?" asked Emerse.
"What? Don't be stupid, you look like a nerd. Now, release me!"

Emerse got Stasi out of her bonds, coiled up the ropes tidily, and stowed them in his pack. After a brief update on the situation, Stasi and Emerse retreated up the tunnel to the previous large chamber to wait.

"The last thing I remember was a high-pitched buzzing" noted Stasi.

Pulling two pairs of earplugs from her kit, Stasi passed one to Emerse and then plugged up her own ears.

The blood pool

Belle extracted a sample tube from her pouch and carefully dipped it into the pool, extracting a sample of the liquid for analysis. Gnostic stared at the bubbles and watched the liquid lap at the floor of the chamber. Riley tossed a coin into the pool, which plopped down with a small splash, and then slowly suck below the surface.

"Looks like alien matter" declared Belle, "Not from our known universe!"
"That floating chunk is a generative apthera" stated Gnostic, "You know, from the volatile canker thing"
"And there is a tidal cycle here" he continued, "See, the pool rises up to there and then back down"
"Looks like about a four-hour cycle I'd say." he estimated, "Low tide in about two hours!"

Belle and Spanner went back up the tunnel to see how Stasi and Emerse were doing. Their comms kicked in where the natural lave-tube straighten out and became the straighter concrete lined tunnel. They travelled all the way up the tunnel, not hearing any buzzing noises or spotting any mosquitoes, and meet up with Stasi and Emerse in the junction chamber. 

After briefing them what had transpired down the tunnel, and hearing Stasi's story, they all returned down the tunnel to the pool of red liquid, Emerse gleefully tuning in his liquid chromatography testing unit, and Stasi glancing nervously around the tunnel where she last had her hallucinations.

"It did feel odd just there for a bit" she stated, "But the feeling quickly faded"

Arriving at the pool where the others were still waiting patiently, Emerse took one look at the pool and burst out with his initial impressions.

"It's a pool of goop" he stated, "And we could easily rig a swing to cross to the other side"
"You climb up there and drive in an eye-spike Penny" he instructed.
"You want a spike; you climb up there yourself" responded Penny contemptuously.
"Humph" Emerse complained indignantly, "I can't climb"
"Well, I can't either" declared Penny.

In a snit, Emerse took some samples for his tests, and retreated to a corner.
Everyone else waited patiently for the "tide" to go out.

"It's a biological based goop" declared Emerse eventually, "And consistent with the alien spider and other weird Ancient power source creature genome!"
"I'm not walking through it then!" stated Riley.
"Well, at least there are no spider spores in the goop" reported Belle.
"About an hour till the low tide" noted Gnostic.

"CLANG ... Clang ... clang" boomed from across the tunnel over the pool.

And eventually the goop got to its lowest level, but the chamber perimeter was still submerged, there was no clear path across to the ingoing tunnel. Only two metres of goop to get past though!

An old metal door closed the tunnel between chambers
"We can jump that" stated Riley, and with a short runup he cleared the goop easily.
[A successful Dex roll was required to jump across the pool of goop]
Riley took a look into the next section of tunnel, while the others waited.
"An old circular door" called Riley, "Slightly ajar"

Throwing across a rope, Riley rigged up a line to help get everyone else across.
[Two Dex roll's, using the lowest against each person's stat.]




"Not me" declared Emerse stubbornly, "I couldn't possible jump that, even with the rope"
[Emerse's Dex stat. is 5!]

 A rope was tied around Emerse's chest, and he was jerked across with a sharp yank.
"Ow" he cried, "You guys are so mean!"

Everyone gathered in front of old metal door and listened. No noise from the other side. Although there was a light breeze that seemed to blow through the opening.

"Look" pointed out Gnostic, "It's this door swinging closed that creates the clangs"
We pushed the door open, and Riley peered through.

"More goop" he reported, "In another pool, in another chamber"
"But" he continued, "There is a strange circle thing just floating on the far side of the chamber"

Goop dripped slowly from the disk
We all moved in and stood on a ledge just through the door. Riley was correct, the second chamber revealed an even more unsettling sight. Here, the crimson pool seemed alive with purpose, its surface rippling in perfect synchronization with the otherworldly disk that was on the far rock wall,  like a malevolent eye; a mirror surface like a pool of mercury, turned on its side, two metres in diameter. The disk itself defied comprehension - simultaneously brilliant and utterly black, casting impossible light that illuminated everything while registering as absolute darkness on our instruments.



From its lower edge, the alien substance dripped in steady, measured drops - not the random fall of liquid, but something deliberate, calculated. Each droplet struck the pool's surface with a sound like a distant heartbeat, sending concentric rings across the viscous expanse. The two pools were clearly connected, sharing the same tidal pulse, the same alien rhythm that suggested this wasn't merely a collection of liquid, but part of something far larger and more terrifying than we could imagine.

"This chamber must link through to that other one" decided Gnostic, "See, this pool has a tide mark too, and its currently high. Some form of barometric siphon effect I assume"

Emerse whipped out his chromatograph and excitedly started testing. Anton peered at the old door and fiddled with the circular handle. Gnostic gathered up a couple of things to poke into the disk, a digital camera and some flesh from the goop pool.

"The air coming thorough the disk is super fresh" reported Emerse, "Earth normal mix"
"Closing up the hatch stops the air flow" noted Anton.
"I hope that opens up again!" called Penny apprehensively.
"Hey, the camera won't come back!" said Gnostic.

Gnostic had pushed the camera probe through the shiny surface of the disk, carefully watching the attached monitor. The camera slid easily into the light, but the monitor immediately went dark, no signal. When Gnostic went to pull the camera back, it wouldn't move. Forward and deeper into the disk, no problem, back towards him, no way. Gnostic quickly dropped the handle and stepped back, the handle dropped straight to the bottom of the circle but didn't come out.

"One way?" questioned Emerse excitedly, "Cool. What about that fleshy thing?"

Penny poked a small spike into the dripping flesh Gnostic had found in the goop pool, careful not to tough it with her bare hands, and poked it into the disk. And pulled it back out and poked it in again. And pulled it out.

Various measurements and experiments were conducted within, and with, this odd chamber.
The pool of goop was about 2 metres deep, but had a deeper section in the middle, about 3-4 meters deep. The deep section connected down through to the cavern on the other side of the door, where we had jumped across. (It was about 0.5m deep, at low tide level, where we jumped across)

"That's not light" declared Emerse, "There is no electromagnetic radiation there at all"

Although our eyes saw the disk glowing with light, and that light actually illuminating the chambers, there was no actual light, and even the cameras only showed a solid black disk.

There were no tracks present in the chamber or around the ledges between the door and disk. Apparently, nothing had moved through here, apart from us, in quite some time.

Experiments with Anton's Hallpass device [shuts down all advanced hall-effect technology in a 3m radius for a 5-minute duration] showed no effect on the disk, the goop pool, or the purely mechanical door.

Securing the door closed stopped the airflow, and securing the door open stopped the tidal effect.

Gnostic measured the goop drip rate and estimated the volume of the two pools, deciding that the disk had been dripping goop for about five years. "Assuming a constant drip rate over that period of course" he clarified.

Belle retrieved an arm from one of the mercenary's bodies and poked that into the disk. It slid in no problem, and with a bit of a tug, also slid back out. The wristwatch that had been on the wrist never returned though! Assorted fabrics and other items only went in and wouldn't come out.

"Haha" declared Anton, "You could go through naked"

No one tested that theory!

Sometime later, when no one could think of anything else to test, we pulled back. Securing the door open, we jumped back across the internal goop pool and retreated back towards the junction chamber. There was still the side passage to explore.

As the party passed the location of Stasi's hallucinations, Belle spotted a discrepancy in the tunnel ceiling. Close inspection revealed a small, concealed space housing a hidden speaker. A concrete-coloured mesh fabric had been secured over the space, and the speaker was secured inside. 
[When touched, everyone in the party had to make a roll against their Psyche stat. This was the same procedure when we had first passed, which only Stasi had failed. This time no one failed]

Emerse quickly engineered a noise-cancelling device and pulled the speaker to pieces. It appeared to be a standard battery-operated speaker with wireless receiver, able to generate only a low buzzing mosquito noise.

"See" declared Stasi, "Mosquitos"
"Battery life only 1 year at best" declared Emerse, "Definitely placed here recently"
"The lovely Janette!" postulated Anton.
"But why would they put in something that would cause grief to their own merceries?" 
"Perhaps there are more players here than we realize" suggested Penny.
"Yeah, the Zhodani sisters will still be interested." said Stasi.
"Particularly if the missing troops from fifty years ago were never explained" Stasi continued.
"We always play the long game" she stated proudly.

The Side Passage

It was only twenty meters down the side passage before we found the first large collection of Zhodani bodies. A small chamber on the side of the main tunnel held six bodies, all laid out in traditional Zhodani burial poses, on their backs with arms crossed over their chests. These women had all been shot by projectile weapons, and apart from the bullet holes, looked to be in pristine condition.

"Let's check for bullets" suggested Spanner, "Maybe they have also shot themselves"
"No time for that" countered Stasi, "Onward, and don't disturb the sisters"

After another length of about fifty meters the tunnel was partially barricaded off by a series of low rock walls. They looked hurriedly constructed to defend against something coming from the tunnel ahead. Beyond the barricades the tunnel opened into a small chamber with two exits. The far walls were covered with pock marks, as though a hail of projectile gunfire had swept repeatedly across the chamber. The bodies, fortifications, and bullet damage looked to be about fifty years old.

"I guess the Zhodani lost" suggested Riley.
"Unlikely" hissed back Stasi.

We choose the right-hand tunnel exit and moved forward. Slightly narrower, we proceeded two abreast, Stasi and Riley in the front of course. We soon came across the body of one of the more recent mercenaries, shot through the back of the head and discarded haphazardly on the tunnel floor. The tunnel narrowed down even further beyond the body, single file. Stasi led, Riley second, with the rest of us behind.

"I'm not going at the back" squealed Emerse.

Pretty soon the tunnel opened up into a larger chamber, the floor littered with Zhodani bodies. No formal burial here. Each of the ten bodies was on its back but not carefully arranged at all. Each body had its chest cavity burst open, ribs splayed outwards, limbs akimbo. We knew what this was!

"Bloody spiders" grumbled Riley.

Webs covered the walls and ceiling
And in confirmation, just a little further down the continuing tunnel, Stasi spotted weblike material littering the ceiling and walls of the tunnel.

"Back up" Stasi called, "That's as far as we go"

We reversed back to the barricaded chamber and took the left-hand tunnel, only to find similar scenes. Twelve dead Zhodani warriors, burst open chest cavities, with a web lined tunnel beyond. 




We pull right back to the access lift and call for Janette.

When she arrived, with her two trusty robotic armoured "droids" in tow, we gave her our report.
She retrieved the lamp from Anton and plugged it into a portable screen. Seems the lamp was a GPS and recording device, mapping the tunnel system we had explored, and taking a low-light video recording.

"What is that black disk?" she asked.
"Why didn't you go down those tunnels with the webs?" she asked.

Emerse filled her in and provided her with a copy of his detailed historical documentary of our encounters with Ancient technology and the spiders.

"Did you know about that mosquito buzzing speaker?" asked Stasi.
"Don't know about that" Janette replied.

"Can you explore that disk for me?" Janette asked.

.....

Tuesday, July 8, 2025

Cauthon Institute

 Present:
  • Anastasia "Stasi" Tepes. Zhodani Soldier from Querion – Shane
  • Emerse Gee. Daryen Scientist from Torment – Darryl
  • "Riley" O'Reilly. Sword-Worlder Pilot from Winston - Richard
  • Anton Tositova. Solomani Gunner from Entrope - Ian
  • MARMALADING: Sang "Spanner" Hoang. Sword-Worlder Mechanic from Winston – Jeff
  • MARMALADING: Hoff Ende. Sword-Worlder Scientist from Winston - Kevin
  • Gnostic Hands. Solomani Scientist from Entrope – Jamie
  • Belle Ende. Sword-Worlder Medic from Winston - Steven
  • Split "Penny" Ende. Sword-Worlder Minstrel from Winston - Jason
  • NPC: Scurry. Drone Gunner from Winston
  • NPC: Finn Cyborg from Querion

by Andrew.

Digitis


The Lost Crown jumped to Digitis, a NaHu (Non-aligned Human) system. 
[ Jump rolls: Riley & Emerse vomited. Stasi got a 20 which meant all her hard-earned Jump-bonuses were lost.  ]



They appeared out of jump-space at the standard 100 diameters arrival spot. Digitis had an E-class high-port in orbit around the main planet Digitis. There was very little radio traffic, and no other ships in the system.

Fearing the Imperium, even though this was a non-aligned system, Stasi hid in the faraday cage (chicken-wire-netting on a rebar frame grounded to the metal floor) in the cargo hold of the Lost Crown.

Riley hailed the station: "Digitis Command, this is X-boat Lost Crown."
"Proceed to station and dock. Be warned, we can not offer refined fuel," came the reply.

There was no request to be boarded.

"Where are you headed?"

"728-907"

"Oh. That's lucky, X-boat. We have a mochila for some scientists in that place!"

In the space station there was a cafe. Digitis was a water world, so there was octopus, fish and lobster on the menu.

The Lost Crown was refueled with the unrefined fuel. Unrefined fuel increases your chance of a mis-jump. But with the engineers on board the Lost Crown (Emerse, Gnostic, Sang), they had enough nowse to supervise the refuellers and determine the right times to change the fuel sterilizers. This made the unrefined fuel behave like refined fuel - as in it took out the chunks of fish roe, octopus ichor and ambergris.

The dusty mochila was delivered. It had been in storage for a year, and was a Version 1 model.

Gnostic plotted a jump path to 728-907, 100 diameters standard again.

Jump vomit this time was just Emerse and Gnostic.

During the trip, Emerse had some psycho-analysis from Belle. He was still suffering the trauma of being feasted upon by the Zhodani troopers all those weeks ago.


728-907



728-907 is in Imperium space. It is not a very populated system, with one verdant world, ten thousand population, and an E-class high-port in orbit. The Imperium had scheduled 728-907 to be colonized in the next few decades; it would get a name then too. Like Digitis, 728-907 had little radio traffic and no other active ships in the system.

The station answered their hail and welcomed them to dock. Like Digitis, Space Control had not seen an X-boat in a long time.

"We have three mochilas to deliver," said Anton, the x-boat rep.

Stasi stayed in faraday cage, after a feed off Anton [ 3 hp ]. Anton asked for a shoulder bite so it wouldn't show. Stasi went for his inner thigh instead. "That won't show."

There were two Imperium soldiers in fatigues with side-arms (but not in battle gear). They made no attempt to board the Lost Crown.

Riley and Stasi stayed on the ship.

Belle, Penny, Anton, Gnostic, Emerse went down to the planet in the space elevator. They took with them the three mochilas on sack-barrows.

The elevator cable joined the planet on an equatorial island (5km by 7 km) to a town called Seven. A nice tropical climate.

The 728-907 station had no fuel. They had an electrolysis system down on the coast next to Seven which made hydrogen from sea water, but it was unrefined and it would take ten full days to get enough fuel to jump.

The other option was to use the star, but that can be tricky [ a Pilot skill roll with penalty - failure means destruction of the ship ]. Riley was keen, but the rest of the group did not want to go down that path.

Down on the ground, in Seven, the group found the X-boat offices. They were rather run-down. There was one guy there in a shabby uniform (unlike Anton's knife-edged sharp and pressed uniform).

Emerse found a hairdresser, and spent six luxurious hours indulging himself in a wash, cut and blow wave.

"Would you like a happy ending?" asked the buxom hair-dressing girl.

"Yes please!" exclaimed Emerse. "I want the endings dyed blue."


Cauthon Institute



Cauthon Institute
Of the three mochilas, which is 24 cantinas in all, 10 cantinas were addressed to the "Cauthon Institute, Doctor Gilbert."  The local X-boat guy wanted Anton to do the delivery. So the group was happy to.

They used an X-boat corporation buggy for ground transport; Anton, Belle, Gnostic and Penny took the 2km trip out to the Cauthon Institute (Emerse was still getting his hair done).

Unlike the rest of the buildings in Seven, the Cauthon Institute was immaculate. Set against a picturesque hill and overlooking Seven, it had well-manicured lawns, well-maintained gardens and topiaries, but the grounds were surrounded by chain-link fencing with razor wire and cameras.
 
The group got past the gate cameras and got inside where they met the addressee: Dr Gilbert. 
Dr Gilbert

Dr Gilbert was dressed in a lab coat. He was followed by two soldiers in full battle armour.

The party asked about the Cauthon Institute. It was created fifty years ago by Mat Cauthon, a Vargr scientist and philanthropist, who pledged a large some of money. He made his wealth from a unique circular quantum-computing pattern called Ta'veren, used by Imperium space ship navigation computers.

Dr Gilbert opened the cantinas, under the supervision of X-boat rep Anton (as per protocol), with the rest of the party eagerly craning their necks to see what was in them.

"Almost a year," he muttered excitedly.

Inside each one was a wire cage each containing a mummified cat. And lots of what looked like spider web and egg sacks. The poor cats were not  alive of course. He seemed disappointed.

He eventually looked up, then at the group: "How many in your group?"

"Seven," muttered Gnostic.

"Well, I need some volunteers," said Dr Gilbert. "Some sophonts. Some outside blood."

The four looked interested.

"The Institute has authorized me to offer 200,000 imperial credits. There are some tunnels on this island and they are not natural. Some mercenary explorers went down them and never came back."

Janette Drive
"We will need to ask the rest of our group," said Gnostic.

"Of course, of course. You go ask. My offer stands. Contact my PA Janette."

He gave a secret FM channel.

The group left the Institute, picked up Emerse (with his smart new hair-do, blue tips and all) and then all ascended the space elevator to the high-port, and to the Lost Crown.

After being briefed, Stasi moaned "Hold on. If they find me they would kill me. You lot will hang me out to dry."

"It is the Cauthon Institute. They are a private group. Those soldiers in battle armour are robots."

Eventually, they calmed Stasi and got her to agree.

"We could take the air-raft from orbit direct to the institute," suggested Riley.

The plan was for Gnostic, Anton and Penny to go down first (on the space elevator) and reconnoitre before summoning the rest (Emerse, Belle, Riley, Stasi). Then, when happy, the other four would take the air raft direct from orbit to the Cauthon Institute helipad.

So after some toing and froing with Janette on the secret radio channel, Gnostic, Anton and Penny went down to Seven, and out to the Institute. 

Here, Janette was with the two "robot" guards. She took the three in a rickety open lift down 100m underground beneath the institute itself. Here was a basement area with lots of mining equipment and drills and diggers. Off to one side was a smooth tunnel, three-people wide, lined with concrete, disappearing into the gloom. 

"Down there."

This was good enough for the first scout party, so they returned up to the Institute (radio did not work underground) and radioed the Lost Crown.

The air-raft with Riley, Stasi, Belly and Emerse left the Lost Crown immediately, and flew down and landed on the Cauthon Institute helipad.

Janette shook Stasi by the hand.

"I haven't met a Zhodani  before. Welcome to 728." Then she added wryly, "You're not planning to take over this system, are you?"

Stasi smiled thinly. 

"That joke never gets old," said Janette.

Emerse asked Janette. "Why did you dig so deep?"

"To make it safe."

"But 100m is very deep."

"We are the Cauthon institute. We store stuff safely."

Rickety lift
"Did you come across the middle of this tunnel when you dug down?"

"No, the end."

"Isn't that suspicious?"

She just shrugged.

Riley asked the two "robots" in battle armour. "Nice armour. I hear you two are robots."

"Yeah," said one sarcastically. "I'm a robot. Beep bop boop." He then started to stumble around like Lost In Space's Robot, waving his arms, doing more sarcastic mocking "Warning warning! Stupid people. Stupid people."

He obviously wasn't a robot. And he couldn't be AI - that was illegal. Especially in the Imperium which was even more strict and anti-AI than Entrope.

Emerse had an all-frequencies radiation monitor.
On the surface of the planet, the ionizing radiation reading was high - about five times Earth-normal, but that was expected from the system's G2V star.

On the way down the lift, Emerse took readings as they descended. It soon dropped to zero.

At the bottom, Emerse took a sample of the concrete. He was pretty certain that it wasn't Ancients concrete.

The guard gave Anton a powerful lantern. It was brighter than the torches and head-lights that the party used. Gnostic idly suggested that they check if the lantern had a tracking device, but this wasn't pursued. 

Emerse got out his new drone to give it a test flight, and sent it down the tunnel.

Immediately, one of the guards shot at it, and missed. 

"Don't!" shrieked Emerse.

"Spider!" Janette yelled.

The guard looked at drone, then looked at Janette. She looked at the drone. 

"Why'd you call it a spider?" asked Riley.

"It is buzzing around like a spider."

"Spiders don't buzz. Bees buzz."

"Yeah - they do here."

She looked back at the guard. 

"That's fine. He can keep his buzzing drone."


The Tunnels




The group arranged themselves for the tunnel, three wide:
At the front, Stasi and Riley, followed by Gnostic, Emerse with his drone, and Belle. followed by Anton and Penny.

Emerse sent the drone out, buzzing at high speed - straight into the wall. It smashed into hundreds of pieces which rained down onto the floor. Gnostic and Stasi stood on the propellors. Crunch crunch, oops.

Travelling without drone reconnaissance, further on, on the wall, was some Zhodani writing. Stasi read it.

"'The Twelfth Regiment was here'," she said."'Ubera nostra aspice.'"

There was a Zhodani story, 50 years ago. A squad from the 12th regiment went exploring near this system (in Digitis, actually). Never came back.

A bit further on, they came to a round 5m chamber with two exits. Same smooth concrete walls. Two passages off the side, 5m diameter.
After 50 years

There was the desiccated body, arms crossed, of a Zhodani. The corpse looked as a 50 year old corpse should look. She had nothing useful on her, but they respectfully didn't disturb the body too much.

They exited the straight tunnel. Further on, 80 metres, lying face down, was the body of a human man, holding a pistol. There was a big hole in chest from a rifle. Dead about a year.

A bit further on were two males, same uniform, facing out with similar weapons.

Then another body. These all looked like they'd had a gun battle with each other. Eight all together.

Emerse and Gnostic masked up. Riley lit a fag. They headed further on in.

Stasi meets her nemesis
Suddenly, Stasi heard a loud buzzing noise - high-pitched, like a mosquito (higher than a drone). She looked around and, to her horror, Riley's head had turned into a large mosquito's head. 

"Can you see his head?" she screamed at Gnostic. Then screamed again, because Gnostic also had a mosquito head. Emerse too. In fact, everyone did. "Aaargh!"

No-one else could see this.

Stasi ran, in a panic. She wanted out of there. Stasi, super-strong Stasi, tried to push through the two weaklings Gnostic and Emerse in the second row, but in a glorious turn of luck, they managed not only to block her, but to trip her up and physically hold her down.

Riley leapt in to help. Stasi saw the giant mosquitoes all trying to inject their proboscises into her to (ironically) suck HER blood. So she thrashed about, manically. But with three of them, they held her down.

Belle rummaged in her backpack and managed to find a syringe with propofol. She injected Stasi in the butt. 

The last thing Stasi remembered, before passing out, was the mosquitoes feeding hungrily on her, their noisy slurping audible in her dreams as her life-blood left her and she passed into blackness.


















Tuesday, July 1, 2025

Might As Well Jump

 Present:

  • Anastasia "Stasi" Tepes. Zhodani Soldier from Querion – Shane
  • Emerse Gee. Daryen Scientist from Torment – Darryl
  • "Riley" O'Reilly. Sword-Worlder Pilot from Winston - Richard
  • Anton Tositova. Solomani Gunner from Entrope - Ian
  • MARMALADING: Sang "Spanner" Hoang. Sword-Worlder Mechanic from Winston – Jeff
  • MARMALADING: Hoff Ende. Sword-Worlder Scientist from Winston - Kevin
  • Gnostic Hands. Solomani Scientist from Entrope – Jamie
  • Belle Ende. Sword-Worlder Medic from Winston - Steven
  • Split "Penny" Ende. Sword-Worlder Minstrel from Winston - Jason
  • NPC: Scurry. Drone Gunner from Winston
  • NPC: Finn Cyborg from Querion

by Jason (Penny “Split” Ende)

Plaven and Plavia


Like I said to the boys afterwards, it took only a few minutes talking to Roger to realize he was a romantic, naive and overly optimistic fool. This was a problem for us. If we took on Wotan and failed, we’d never get our jump drive and we’d never leave this awful system.

Then it was lightly defended?
 
We asked Roger what he aimed to do and how he expected his rebel force to take the system. He said, “We’ll resist, grow the movement and overthrow Wotan and his fascist regime. Then we’ll construct an anarcho-syndicalist utopia based on democratic principles.”

In hindsight, what a douche. I still have no idea how Roger found himself as a leader of upwards of 150 rebels and seen as a threat to Wotan Skullcrusher. Sure, the man had a heart, but by his age, he should have had a plan and a few street-smarts. People were entrusting their lives to him. I wondered if he was a virgin. From that first negotiation in his hole in the tree hideout, I pegged him as a "Woger".

In our discussions back at our air-raft, we entertained the idea of helping Woger if he could pull something out of the bag. If there was any chance we could get his warriors to engage Wotan’s Corvette in space and on equal terms, there remained a chance we could win a ship upgrade and get home 50 per cent faster.

We schemed if we could obtain another three air-rafts, we could get towards 48 rebels up to Wotan's corvette in one trip. This we’d do by going back now and convincing Wotan the rebels could only be defeated by a ground force – then flying with them down to the moon and having the force destroyed and their air-rafts taken by Woger’s rebels in ambush. Emerse reckoned he could get Anton to use his alien Hall Pass, which would take out the troops’ laser guns, giving the rebels an advantage.

We went back and told Woger that, while back at our air-raft, we’d heard from Skullcrusher’s minions over the comms. They’d discovered we were contracted to X-Boat Corporation and were now keen to parley with us to get into the good graces of our bosses. We went through our plan with Woger and asked him to have his 150 troops ambush the Skullcrusher troops in the forest when we returned. We discussed the logistics of then getting Woger’s fighters to the corvette. 

"Yes, yes," he said. "I have my pilots ready to take over the additional air-rafts once we succeed - Finn McRory, Mack O'Hollis, and Mac O'Brien."

Corvette Denpasar Ligature
Good lads all. He then gave me an encrypted communicator that I could use to advise when we were on our way back.

When Woger told me that the max troop capacity of a corvette was 200 troops, my faith in him succeeding fell to about one per cent (yeah, there’s still a remnant of idealism in me). After all, that Wotan was a mega-creep and I don’t think any of us except Anton (living the post-pubescent dream of his life with a couple of slave girls) would have helped him if we had a real choice. So we continued with our plan.

We flew back and docked with the corvette, Denpasar Ligature. Four guards boarded and motioned us into Wotan’s throne room. Wotan was there and immediately quizzed me on our mission – “So is he dead then?”

I explained we’d found Roger deep in a well-fortified position in the forest and that it would be essential to take a ground force in to take him. 

“While didn’t you just kill him when you were there?” 

"Well, he was surrounded by guards, we wouldn’t have stood a chance – much like with your supporters here, no-one would ever be able to take you. "

Wotan seemed pleased to hear that, and I thought our plan was underway.

Attack from orbit
Wotan asked me for the coordinates of Roger’s underground fort and I felt it was safest to answer truthfully.

Immediately, he ordered a space-based artillery attack on the location using weapons, I learned, could penetrate structures up to one kilometre underground. Oops.

I decided the only course of action now was to continue persuading Wotan a ground assault was required to be sure Roger had been hit. He agreed and arranged for a platoon (37 troops made up of three squads) to follow us down in three air-rafts as per our original plan.

Surely, Woger and most of his troops had been sensible enough to retreat to a backup location after we left?

I hailed Woger on the encrypted communicator he’d given me. “Urrgh, we’re pretty sick.” he said. “Maybe only ten of us left, and most wounded. What the hell happened?”

Time for a last throw of the dice to see what comes up. I convinced Woger to make a last stand, going ahead with our original plan and hoping it could be pulled off. 

“I’m hurt bad, but lucky,” he said. “Finn, Mack and Mac are still with me.”

Within minutes we were on our way back to the moon Plavia’s surface, three air-rafts of troops following us. 

The platoon was led by Lieutenant Carol Pera, the same officer that had smashed O’Reilly’s hand with a hammer when the Lost Crown was boarded by the Denpasar Ligature’s stormtroopers.

All of us were pretty shocked when we stepped out of the raft. There wasn’t much left in a 1500m radius of Woger’s underground fort. The forest was gone and the land was a series of unrecognizable clay craters.

We encouraged the platoon to move out ahead of us to seek signs of life. A pilot was left with each air-raft, including Emerse and Belle with our craft.

A few hundred metres in, we came under sporadic machine gun attack from some light shrubbery. Wotan’s troops replied with laser carbines and mortar shells.
Poor Lieutenant Pera

In the initial confusion, Riley took deliberate aim at Pera and shot her in the back of the head – dead instantly. Everyone was focused on the shrubbery and no-one noticed from what direction the bullet had come. Ah ha, sweet revenge. Riley then ran forward to feign assistance and took Pera’s double-handed laser carbine. Figuring it was now 100 per cent clear there was no rebellion about to happen, and with the better part of valour, Riley took a few shots at rebels in the shrubs, but missed.

Similarly, Stasi now saw value in a public demonstration of support for Wotan – and shot and killed one of the rebels.

Gnostic caught the same fervour, running forward to cure the wounds of two fallen Wotan troops, saving their lives.

Not much later, the troops overwhelmed Roger’s position – they killed a final couple of injured rebels (Mack and Mac) and took an unconscious Roger prisoner. All other rebels were dead for the loss of two Wotan privates and Lt Pera.

As we all headed back to the air-rafts, I threw Roger’s communicator into one of the craters. Giving him his "R" back was all I could do.

Soon afterwards, we were back on the Ligature and were whisked straight to the throne room.

Wotan and Zhodanis
It seemed Wotan, like a guilty school-boy, was taken by surprise and hadn’t expected us back so soon. His naked Zhodani slaves (chained) were back in court, much to Stasi’s surprise. The guards started dragging them off, one cried out.

Once we’d confirmed with Wotan that we’d get our jump drive re-installed, Stasi requested a separate audience with Wotan. Before the rest of us us returned to the Crown, Wotan congratulated us all for a successful mission, saluted Riley for his service and rewarded Gnostic with a medal.

Wotan had the poor Roger carried away and commented that he looked forward to a very long torture
session.

From what we’ve pieced together, Stasi then did a pretty good job of intimidating Wotan, claiming the rank of Zhodani ambassador and informing Wotan he appeared “to have a slight problem.” 

"Surely you're aware how big the Zhodani empire is," she said. "You would not want to incur their wrath - you appear to have two Zhodani you didn't make me aware of that have been held against their will."

“You should be aware, as per protocol, I have a message pre-programmed to be sent if I do not send a follow up report to Zhodani command about your disposition towards us. The Empire would look favourably on the repatriation of those girls. If you hand them to me, I'll attest how helpful you were - but if you don't, I would view that as a negative for my report back. Of course it's all up to you."

Wotan appeared convinced [ Intimidate roll for Stasi ] – and to save face said he was happy to put the Zhodani women in Stasi’s custody as long as they receive true justice. 

"You may feel they were treated a little harshly," he said, "but they were part of the rebels." 

They shook on the deal.

We were all back on the Crown when the two Zhodani slaves were delivered to us. They immediately offered themselves to Gnostic as their master.  Another “gift” from Wotan? Gnostic turned them down and appealed to Stasi. 

"Not the deal I made," she said. "They’re supposed to be my slaves." 

Gnostic insisted the women be given the opportunity to clean up and dress. 

Stasi spoke with the slaves, who explained they genuinely understood themselves to be Gnostic’s but were otherwise ravenous. Gnostic was able to follow the lingo and claimed no part of it.

Meanwhile, Emerse had run off in fear that he’d have his neck bitten and once again feel the non-consensual release of blood from his veins. 

Stasi was forced to set a rule of no feeding off the crew without consent and for the Zhodani to be confined to her state room for the rest of the trip. 

She sent a request to Wotan for some of his crew volunteers to be delivered to feed herself and the two other Zhodanis.

Emerse was not convinced and became increasingly worked up. He said he’d shoot the Zhodani if they left the state room. He was told to calm down and replied he’d stay in the hold if he had to.

Wotan got back in touch with us. He confirmed his people had repaired and reinstalled the jump drive. He instructed Anton to take a message back to X-boat management about putting Plaven back on the X-boat circuit. And reminded us to put in a good word with the Zhodani as well. 

Before leaving, Wotan said he’d happily provide food for the Zhodani as a gesture of friendship to the Empire. Soon after, three beaten up guys were thrown into the Lost Crown

Now fed and clothed, the Zhodani women agreed to stay in the state room – but told Stasi they expected to be hungry again in a few days.

Meanwhile, Emerse was inspecting the ship’s information and mechanical systems following Wotan's repairs and upgrades. It turned out all our systems were riddled with virus and trojans. Cameras and sensors had been installed in the engine room. It took another five days for Emerse to identify and dispose of these intrusions and throughout this time. 

Wotan asked why the delay, We came up with excuses such as the need for additional forms of potato chips in our supplies until the work was done.

At the three-day mark, the Zhodani women asked to have another feed. It was at this point that we learned their names, because through reluctant agreement, Gnostic and Anton agreed to offer themselves. Natalia took a feed [2hp] from Gnostic, while Svetlana took a feed [5hp] from Anton during a session he described as mind-blowing.

Escape – to Zhodani space




Gnostic restudied his charts and announced we had four choices of where to go next from Plaven:

  • Ninjar – a Zhodani hub (a platonic democracy with a Z-boat system and interchange to X-boats). (ZhIN=Zhodani - Iadr Nsobl Province)
  • Quar - under military occupation (Imperium/Zhodani tension). (CsIm=Client State Imperium)
  • Gougeste (same)
  • Emerald - an Imperium system but would take us back a jump.

It seemed Ninjar was the most safe option - and would allow us to offload the two slave Zhodani women, while Stasi could make her report to the Zhodani empire.

Riley asked Belle to sedate Emerse before the jump (effectively a seven-day induced coma) - “Otherwise he'll go nuts when he knows where we're going,” he said. 

Belle performed the procedure successfully, starting with a sedative, followed by the heavy stuff, intubating Emerse and putting him on a ventilator.

Gnostic was then able to put the coordinates in for the jump. The jump went without mishap and was
perfectly navigated – much to Gnostic’s relief. We decided to arrive at the standard mark – around 100 diameters (four hours) out from the authorities.

As soon as we arrived, we were hailed - "Imperium ship, prepare to be boarded."

Riley responded by explaining we were an X-boat but was not believed. We remembered our ship was still Sword-World registered (despite originally being Zhodani) and was contracted to the X-Boat Corp rather than being an actual X-boat.

Six Zhodani troops boarded us. They looked around and greeted Stasi, who was off in the corner. 

"There are three Zhodani here, but you are not in command (gesture towards Riley)? Why not?” they said.

Stasi upped the intimidation stakes by responding, "What makes you think I'm not? It helps us to travel this way in many of the systems we pass through.”

“But why haven't your slaves been taught to speak Zhodani?”

“I am an ambassador,” said Stasi. "I seek conference with the Ministry of Galactic Relations. I work the way I wish and am not accustomed to being questioned."

“So you're definitely in charge then - as far as you're concerned?”

“Yes.”

Stasi was then given a few minutes to gather her things, including the diplomatic pouch from Wotan - and then disembarked. Before leaving, she instructed us “crew” to play along and pretend Stasi was the boss.

As soon as Stasi left, we were hailed over the ship’s comms and told not to move the ship or we'd be fired upon.

Antonia Billyck
Stasi was introduced to local diplomat, Antonia Billyck. She relayed our story about being an X-boat that misjumped. She was forced to explain why we didn't go straight to a Zhodani system after the misjump, countering by explaining the value she’d delivered the Empire by acting more covertly. She explained she’d had to pretend to be an ambassador to survive, but this way of working had resulted in great success. She reported that Wotan wanted to switch allegiance from the Imperium to Zhodani. His diplomatic pouch was received gratefully. Antonia said the Zhodani and Imperium were currently battling near Plaven, so their allegiance would be very helpful.

Stasi’s report on Wotan was that he was easily manipulated and intimidated but not to be trusted.

She request official recognition as an ambassador – noting her role in bringing the Winston system to the Zhodani empire in addition to this more recent diplomatic coup with Plaven.

Feeling flush with success, she then requested a Zhodani Corvette to improve the effectiveness of her
mission. Oh – that in addition to being given ship’s supplies and fuel. Antonia said she’d work on it – and that it would take a day or two.

Finally, Stasi asked to offload the two former slaves here. There was considerable surprise that Stasi would want to tip the balance still further towards scum humans – but the request was accepted given the above argument.

Just over a day later, Antonia came back to confirm a corvette would be supplied, but that it would come with a squad of Zhodani. 

Stasi said thanks but the reason for her success was precisely that we were not seen as Zhodani. 

Antonia said the squad was part of the deal – no squad, no corvette. 

Stasi said, okay no corvette then. She then pressed to be given the rank of ambassador more officially and asked for upgrades to the Lost Crown

Antonia responded, confirming Stasi would be recognized as an ambassador but that the Crown had already received as much upgrading as possible and there was nothing more they could do.

More jumps


When Stasi returned, Gnostic was checking his calculations for the next jump. There were two options, but assuming we wanted to stay out of Zhodani space, we decided to target Stave, a non-aligned human charismatic dictatorship system (high-port with fuel). Belle woke Emerse without mishap as we left the Zhodani system. He asked for, and received, three positive psych-analysis sessions with Belle over the next few days.

Gnostic’s calcs were good again and we arrived in the Stave system. Once hailed, we repeated our story
(X-boat misjump), which Riley was getting down to a smooth patter. We were asked if we had any Zhodani on board and when we replied yes were told Stasi would need to report to the guards when we arrived.

We were boarded by four guards, one was a Vargr. Gnostic attempted his Vargr language skills and was
laughed at.

Stasi was interrogated – she said she was a bodyguard for the captain. Riley was questioned about this and agreed, adding that unlike most Zhodani, Stasi was not at all defiant. We got our clearance after explaining we just wanted to refuel and go.

Gnostic now set the next course – we had a choice of two: Caloran - a fascist dictatorship, or an Imperium Client-state planet, Fronde. We decided to go to the fascists to protect Stasi from the Imperium.

The jump once again went well. We materialized in the system at the usual spot and were immediately hailed to prepare to be boarded. Riley gave his speech about who we were and how we were on our way back to Entropy. This time, we were asked to dock.

X-boat reps
Four X-boat officers in uniform came in to see Anton. They asked where we were going and what our route was – and as a result we were asked to take a mochila addressed to the seldom-visited Imperium system 728-907. 

They asked if we were intending to visit the planet Caloran, we said no. We were told the nearby systems didn’t like Zhodani either – "We find that Zhodani often like to take over."

Finally they added, “I suppose you haven’t managed to keep up with the news. Entropy is now a Zhodani client state – it’s been taken over. Like Winston."

There was also a set of recent memes on Galacto-tube of Entrope X-boat manager Sydney Walsh drinking his own urine. All set to amusing music: Entry of the Gladiators, Thieving Magpie Overture (2nd movement), Under the Double Eagle march, and the Inspector Clouseau Theme.

Again, Gnostic set a course. This time to Arden - a benevolent democracy (but with a “dislike” of the Zhodani). As we materialized in the system we got the usual greeting and replied with our story about being an X-boat contractor. By now, it seemed we were known of.

We were asked to declare any Zhodani on board – Riley made the decision to say we were Zhodani free.

While we waited, we tuned in to the planetary TV shows. One well-resourced TV channel was running footage of a gallows with ten Zhodani on it, twisting in the wind.

The local X-boat rep came on board, asked where were going and provided a third mochila for us to deliver. This one was also destined for system 728-907.

We then refueled, travelled to the edge of the system and prepared to jump again.
Gnostic said, “So far so good – just six or seven jumps to go.”

(One possible six-jump trip in orange)


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Some Galactipedia research on 728-907:

System 728-907 is in Imperium space. Orbitting the G2V star is a large unchristened planet, in the goldilocks zone, with good gravity and a breathable atmosphere. It was recently surveyed, and has no evidence of higher animal life (or sophonts), although extensive tropical forestation and insect presence have been noted. There is a primitive (no fuel) high-port in orbit. The Ministry of Colonization has designated the world for seeding within the next century, with a view to colonization upon availability of personnel and funds.