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1d20+5 → [19,5] = (24) 1d20+5 → [18,5] = (23) 1d20+5 → [2,5] = (7) aouch.

1d20+5 → [12,5] = (17) 1d20+5 → [18,5] = (23) 1d20+5 → [18,5] = (23) Net Fly's turn. Using 1 Hero Point to relieve Fatigue, he proceeds to use 2 Sonic Blasts 1d20+5 → [9,5] = (14) 1d20+5 → [6,5] = (11) TOU DC 24 EDIT 3: Split Attack, DC 19, DC 20 TOU

"War, huh?" Net Fly mused, as he effortlessly avoided most of the blasts, thanks to his agility, and while 3 of the blasts managed to hit him, he was adequately prepared for them, and managed to bruise them off. The truth is, he was slightly surprised by how weak and grossly inaccurate the attacks of the supposed superior robots were. "I'm sorry, but I haven't come here to wage war. I came to put an end to it before it even starts." Firing off two Sonic Blasts, Net Fly managed to put one more Robot out of commission "And really? By the looks of those... toys you are under the impression that are actually weapons," Whirling around and hitting two more Robots, the Bluestreak hero finished his speech "I would liken this to a form of parasite control on my part."

Heroic Re-roll: 1d20+5 → [20,5] = (25)

1d20+15 → [19,15] = (34) 1d20+15 → [13,15] = (28) My turn! Net Fly will stand his ground, and fire 2 Sonic Blasts! 1d20+7 → [3,7] = (10) 1d20+7 → [16,7] = (23) Surging, he fires 2 more Blasts! 1d20+7 → [12,7] = (19) 1d20+7 → [12,7] = (19) All at different targets. Using All out Attack. +2 atk/-2 def. 3 24 TOU DCs EDIT: I am... SO. MUCH. FAIL! :oops: Deduct 10 from Net Fly's TOU saves (24 and 18). Also, three attacks hit him(20, 24, 25), not two. 1d20+5 → [2,5] = (7) Well, what do you know? A hit! A powerful one, at that... And to I had a beautiful "This is not war This is pest control" speach all planed. Oh well, fair's fair. EDIT 2: Split Attack. DC 19, DC 20, DC 19, DC 20 TOU

Yew... oh... I think... I think I'm gonna be sick... Net Fly thought as he weakly took two steps forward, struggling to keep the contents of his stomach from... violently surfacing. The ride until the room had certainly proven itself... interesting. Ok, Net Fly thought, calming himself, and regaining control of his body. First things first. Activating the device in his custom-made suit, Net Fly connects with the nearby camera, and promptly deactivates it, all the while trying to keep out of sight. As soon as he was done with the camera, he noted that his efforts at staying out of sight spectacularly failed. Oh well, I guess I COULD try weaseling my way out of this mess, but really? Why bother? Almost all the pieces are in position. Without their sensors, the ship's systems are blind, and without the communications, they will have a hard time calling for back-up. If I strike now, I will create an open path for the King, and without tempo, the opponent will have no way or pawns available to rush to his King's defence. I'm going for the check mate. These were the thoughts that went through Net Fly's head, as he quickly unleashed-by extending both of his fists at the same time-a pair of Sonic Blasts at two of the Robotizes, and immediately 'leaping' in the air, so that he could be close to the middle of the room, able to reach all Robotizes with as little effort as possible. Let them all try and pile on me. From this vantage point, I can inspect the whole field, while I can catch any one 'smart enough' to make an attempt at escape. And if they all decide to take me on melee, well... hehehehe. He smiled inwardly, as he arrived in what he thought was the perfect place to make his attack. "Well, what's the matter, fellas? Affraid of taking on a lone fleshling? Tsk, tsk." he mocked the robots.

Net Fly will use his Sonic Blasts to fire at 2 Robots(Split Attack), using All-Out Attack. Note: his PL7 Attack is 5 1d20+7 → [19,7] = (26) 1d20+7 → [12,7] = (19) I guess that hits. DC24 TOU. Net Fly is at -2 defence(+7) As a Move Action, he will fly close to the center of the room(And in the middle of the Robotizes). EDIT 1: Split Attack, DC 19, DC 20 TOU

Nah, it's time. Rolling for initiative(PL7, no Improved Initiatives). 1d20+3 → [20,3] = (23) Bazaam!

Stealth Check: 1d20+5 → [4,5] = (9) In case the robots decide to look at Net Fly. Net Fly uses his Datalink to connect with the camera above his head(assuming it's within reach for his Datalink 1(5ft)). Taking 10 on both Knowledge Technology and Computers. If I can't, Knowledge Technology: 1d20+10 → [4,10] = (14), and Computers Check: 1d20+10 → [16,10] = (26), to make sure that the camera is offline and stays that way, and if not, cut if off or divert it's attention from the ground.

1d20+7 → [5,7] = (12) Pheww... only just made it by the width of a hair.

Thankfully, this time, it was a simple matter for Net Fly to locate the proper controls, and an equally simple matter to operate them. Typing a programm to hijack the communications and mask the fact that he was about to take them down, was time-consuming, but no more of a challenge. It was a simple matter to run an algorythm on the records and retrieve the most used responses. Writting the programm so that the automated responses denoting that all's well would be correctly sent on the requester, while making sure that it would not register in the ship's software defences, Net Fly saved it, ran it on debug, and feeling that it was ready, uploaded it on the comm network. If all goes well, the programm will block attempts at communication, and sent back replies as if nothing was wrong. And with that out of the picture, what's left... is the Main Computer. Taking a deep breath in, and leaving a sigh, Net Fly thought, This is it. Up until now, I have operated under the radar. I doubt the Main Computer of this ship will be left unguarded, and I doubt I will be able to sneak past the robots and work unhindered. If it comes to that, though, I am confident that I can take the guards down, without them calling for backup, and without anyone-or anything, for that matter-on this ship knowing what happened, at least, not before it's too late. Getting up, Net Fly returned to the podium and punched the coordinates for the room with the Main Computer.

Take 10 on Notice: 15 Take 20 on Knowledge(Technology): 30 Computer check to write a mask programm, +4 circumstantial bonus, vs 25 DC: 1d20+14 → [9,14] = (23)

"Heh! Never trust a computer that you can't throw out of the window, and never trust a machine that weights less than it's own manual." Serge noted whimsically to his friend, Subito. In truth, he felt a bit intimidated, by the sheer amount of information the book likely contained. "Hmmm... maybe it would be best to throw a glance at the books contents? You know, help me familiarize with it's operating system, make sure the machine doesn't spontaneously explode in our faces, that sort of thing." He joked, rather weakly, one would note, as he neared what could very well pass for an ancient tome. Taking a deep breath, he attempted to open the book, looking for the index page, which he would scan for anything noteworthy, such as basic operations.

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Net Fly No actual PPs to spend, but I realised that I've exceeded Net Fly's Skill Rank limit on Computers. The sheet lists his Computers skill at Rank 15 (20 with the intelligence bonus)... while his PL is 8, meaning that he can't have more than 13 Ranks on Computers... so... yeah... :oops: :arrow: Please deduct 2 skill points from his Computers skill and add them to his Stealth skill(So that it has 4 ranks). HACKED by GIZMO

Taking down the sensors array will hopefully mean that I will be able to move more freely without being noticed. Net Fly thought, as he inspected his surroundings once more, in order to find the perfect opportunity to slip back to the platform, and from there to make his exit from the room. Which means that my next stop will be the Comm Systems. If I hijack the Comms so that the droids can't actually communicate with one another, while making them THINK that they do (maybe have recorded responses sent to their quirries), then even if they catch me in the act, I will be able to dispatch them without raising alarms or having the rest of the crew come as backup, and buying me a lot of time before they catch up on the tampering I did (Will do?). The Comm Systems should be about South-West from my current position. I wonder if there's a shortcut I can take so as not to backtrack...

Hmmm... Net Fly thought as he tried to assess his options. The tunnel would definitely allow for me to move undetected, but if I were detected, it would humper my movements. The Elevator would be faster, but it would leave me practically a sitting duck. The platforms provide for some coverage with their boxes, and if push comes to shove, I can just take flight or make a dash for it. Double checking, the young hero-in-trainning opted to go for the moving platform, but as he took the first step, the bone in his foot cracked into place, and for a moment, Net Fly's heart froze. Looking around, and finding against hope that no robot had picked on the noise, he continued carefully, while silently berating himself for not paying attention to his feet. At the platform, after having gone undetected for all this time, Net Fly ducked under a toolbox's cover, as the platform operated. Once it arrived on the top, Net Fly carefully ditched his hiding aid, and made way for the computer. Finally! he thought, as he was able to recognize patterns in this more simplified console. His fingers moved above the interface, at first, as if he was memorising his plan. Closing his eyes, and opening them again, he proceeded to enter the commands he needed to deactivate the sensors. Hope this doesn't trigger an alarm flag.

Well... it was fun while it lasted. Stealth Roll. 1d20+5 → [1,5] = (6) Reroll 1d20+5 → [17,5] = (22) Moving to get near the crates in the platform. Take 10 on Knowledge Technology and Computers, to the totals of 20 on both of them, and 20 on the Stealth check, for a total of 25

Serge had come to a stop, examining the robots, and trying to determine whether they would pose a threat or not. Hmmm... It's as if they're trying to get somewhere, but they seem... disoriented, and they seem unable to move... not unlike a remote control toy csr model that's stuck on mud, and out of visual range of it's controller or something... Looking at Heraldo, who also kept an eye out for the robots, seemingly unsure as to whether he should be careful or not, Net Fly motions at him, to get his attention. Putting his finger in front of his mouth(well, in front of where his mouth would be, if not for the mask) in a signal of keeping quiet, he then motioned, and started moving, towards the room him and Heraldo were heading to, in a display that indicated that they should proceed quietly, but proceed nonetheless. Well, it's not like they seem to be trouble, but it pays to be careful, at any rate.

Taking 10 on Notice and Knowledge[Technology] to figure out if there's anything unusual about dem robots. 15 vs DC14 and 20 vs DC10, respectively.

So... No one's alerted yet, huh. Good. Let's keep it that way. Peering over his shoulders, Net Fly took the map he was handed from one of the Robots, and examined the layout. I couldn't download the more detailed schematics so... this will have to do. Let's see, now... I'm here... The Main Computer is to the North... probably heavily guarded. I could take them all on, for sure, but... hmmm, to the South lie the Comm Systems. I could definitely play some havoc there... If I could tell my left from my right with these alien techs... that leaves... As his eyes trailed, Net Fly put his fingers on an area in the map. There! The Sensors Array Controls. If I take them out, I will be able to sneak around this place, with little problem. According to the map, they are East of my current position. It's not far, but still, better be careful. Putting away the map, Net Fly croutched slightly, and proceeded with caution down the corridors, heading for the Sensors, while trying to keep an eye out for anything weird.

New Stealth Check. 1d20+5 → [13,5] = (18) Disappointgly enough, A Notice Check. 1d20+5 → [2,5] = (7)

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Net Fly was focused on matching the schematics he downloaded, with his surroundings. He couldn't really afford to pay enough attention to realize Subito's uneasiness. When Heraldo finally spoke, it almost caused Net Fly to jumpstart. "Wha-!? Ah, right, sorry, yes. Emmm, I suppose if we are to find out, we will, soon enough." "Well... on one hand, this place seems to have been abandoned for a long time. On the other, it doesn't appear scorched down or demolished, meaning that while it may be technically abandoned, it could still hold a few nasty surprises for us, bro. I hope that we don't encounter any trouble, but we should excpect that we will, nonetheless." After a moment's silence, he spoke again. "Oy, I think we're getting close."

As soon as he found what he was looking for, Net Fly surveyed the area around him. He didn't notice anyone actively observing him, but he did spot a couple of surveilance cameras that would cut him a lot of time, if he had to work for long. Moving silently, and keeping out of the cameras' watchful electronic eyes, Net Fly connects to their programming and alters their surveilance route, so that he can work without rasing an alarm. It will certainly buy me some time, at the very least. Now, to access the network. With lithe and focused movements, Net Fly silently approaches the network access point, and inspects it, trying to figure out patterns or anything else about this piece of technology that could help him control it. Unfortunately, he couldn't make heads or tails out of this seemingly alien device. I'll have to just bypass the controls alltogether, and link my mind directly to the device. Linking with the device was the easy part, he noted. Bypassing it's security so that he could assume direct control of the ship's networks? Next to impossible. Wow. This thing here uses some heavily encrypted protection. I don't think I've ever seen before anything close to what's in here, even if it's a remote access point... And if you consider once again that the data has been uploaded from the simulator... No, stay focused. If I can't link from here, maybe there is someplace else were I could try. I'd better see if I can download the schematics of the ship... Once more, he was met with failure. Ok, this is ridiculous. The commands are too alien and counterintuitive for me to even pretend I understand how to use them. Breaking contact with the device, Net Fly stood up, as he clenched his fists. I really wish there was another way to resolve this thing, but I'm affraid I'll have to take a more direct approach. he thought, emphasising the 'direct approach' part by pounding his right fist into his left palm, and then cracking it's knuckles.