I'll start here, in the middle of it:
On The Avenue of GiantsThe portly and extravagantly waistcoated Professor Boris Grapefruit-Kinsella opens his remarks to the
assembled guests, "I hope I may be forgiven some cinematic manipulation. The original footage is quite confusing."
He gestures from one side of the holo-stage as a double-height, frozen, translucent Professor looks up in surprise at a looming six-metre figure, grotesquely over-muscled in the chest and arms, glaring with one eye under a thick low brow as it raises a long-handled mechanical cutter to bisect him. In Caravaggio-like intensity, the tableau suggests brutish masses nearby.
"I am indebted a second time to my colleague, Doctor Laurean."
Motion returns to the hologram. A fit-looking young woman intercedes. The cadre graduate steps in close, her drusus of white cerametal jabbing and drawing in practiced forms. A sibilant
snick, snick, snick clips limbs and head from the first two aliens, painting circles of gore where they drop, and
slish, the third combatant fumbles with both hands at a gush of organs from a diagonal rent in its torso.
A fire axe tumbles end over end to bury its edge in an alien's
sole eye-socket, a fine throw with the improvised weapon. Gunfire from the crew, inexpertly aimed, falls heavily enough to stagger and bring down the remaining two attackers.
The view sweeps out, reducing the scene of violence to a tiny blot on the breadth of a grand Avenue all of honey-coloured ceramic, sized for an army's display. Identical statues of a heroically built, godlike one-eyed being make a central line within curved islands, overgrown with a variety of once-cultivated plants. To the sides, round-topped towers are the fingertips of the kilometres-high statues holding the road aloft in their hands, clouds around their knees.
The elevated road stretches into clear-aired distance from a platform raised by a circle of bearing figures, to a statue half again as tall, entering at a tracheotomy point in its throat.
The much-reduced expedition looks ahead wearily, some swollen and contorted in body, others coughing or drooling, one led along with her face above the upper lip buried in ridges of flesh.
"We sought a cure there. We left empty-handed. The disease isn't an infection. It is a choice, to live on and grow, or to become perfect."
Dr. Diana Laurean's skills might suggest a new
Cross-Profession Perk:
Cadet
6 SP, Active
Some groups in society train young people in active skills that continue to serve them in later life.
Choose two of Unarmed Attack, Melee Weapons, Acrobatics, Modern Ranged Weapons, Primitive Ranged Weapons, Vehicle Operation, Survival, Tactics. These broad skills and their specialty skills count as Tech Op or Diplomat skills for purchase. The GM may include other skills for particular campaign settings.
The character's Action Check score increases by one point, as for the Action Check Increase achievement benefit.
This post has been edited by uncle_jimbo on May 22 2017, 02:50