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  1. Sunspotter

    Gwyneth Maddox as a Fatemaster's character

    any chance you could migrate it to a Gdoc?
  2. Hi, I was told to come over to the forms from the Wyrd Place facebook group, and there's something I'd like to bring up for discussion, specifically, the exact nature of artificial limbs in malifaux [Cross-posted from A Wyrd Place] Would it be possible for weapon enhancements to be added to artificial limbs, and would that scenario allow the damage from those enhanced limbs to a combat style? EG: A career boxer loses his arms to whatever horrors go bump that particular night in Malifaux. luckily for him, he's the favorite cage fighter of a particular guild barrister, and is allowed a new set of arms free of amalgamation charges. knowing he has free reign, he chooses to get a pair of arms with the traits Enlarged, Folded Steel, And Pneumatic, along with a backboiler to power and balance the apparatus, costing lord knows how much guild script. Now, his pugilism (5) would go from 2/3/6 in damage, to 3/4/9, with :+fate on the damage flip. Granted, seeing this fighter out on the streets would probably cause Hoffman to have an aneurysm, but I can't help but imagine some prescience exists for giant robot fists. further arguments/extrapolations could be made, Such as a Knuckle plate that would count as brass knuckles to give the damage flip :+fate , or being added to the skill to either give the needed to trigger onslaught (though if a talent that allows onslaught exists in game presently, I've yet to see it) or an existing to put towards critical strike, which on a Red joker damage flip with :ram , Could punch basically anything in the game through a tree. Now, as far as I've seen, arguments could be used that the pneumatic skill would be used, however, how this interacts with a hand to hand in a way I could totally understand never coming up in play testing. I've been known to play heavily with systems in the past, so a genuine case of "so what does this do" often finds itself up to GM discretion. Personally, I'd believe pugilism would still be relevant skill. Essentially, the one thing I see is that when it comes to the overall complex machinery of Malifaux, spaces for player exploration of limbs is overall somewhat limited, but that's perfectly understandable. it's a relatively new game, and in the early days player creativity can go absolutely in who knows what direction. I think it's a really fun topic of discussion.
  3. Sunspotter

    Giant Robot Fists, for Non-Robots

    wow, it's hard to believe that this thing already hit 5k... So... part of me wants to celebrate with a double post here (of actual content mind you) but i think i might just power through another round as quickly as humanly possible. but in the mean time: Wendsay morning (oh no it's already six AM) previews A bit of a preiview on this thread. The Integration, Powered, and as i'm calling it, "Rare" updates. Integration will contain no new augments, and will be exclusively ways to integrate or possibly even alter (though i'm rather on the fence with the current version of the theme, it may be it's own update) existing ones, maybe along with a few of the ones from the books (unless that's a problem) It is also going to be a way to make some of the extant ones worth taking on legs, though i'm going to give this a wild guess and say you'll probably want have both legs in on the deal. One enlarged clockwork leg may end up cramping your style more than expected. The powered update will probably see this thread's first erratas, and will probably see the integrated boiler taking up more slots. In addition, it'll probably care about power capacity, so multiple different sizes and capacities of generator/boiler/other will be on offer. this thread is basically "bling my fated" anyways, so it might also offer ways to get the integrated options without taking up extra capacity, but absolutely screwing you if the main power source is taken out. for anyone wondering with the phrasing at the beginning, yes, i am currently considering one that works on poison. no i kind of don't expect it to end well. The rare update is going to be a bit on the longer side, and will contain 3-5 augments that are rare, but not rare enough that i can't imagine a scenario where a second couldn't be made.with a similarly high cost. they will probably end up with a short, 2-4 paragraph story for each one, if only to imagine what sort of circumstance made it happen. I'm saving the Steamborg legs one for at least a second edition of the post for the sake of my own sanity. it's publishing may or may not indicate the exact moment where i jump the shark in this thread. general talents are being considered, but may not make the cut. Also, as i believe i specified in an earlier post, i do have a "Legendary" one of a kind augment for each elemental Immuto in the book. unless this garners a response in the meantime it'll probably hit between the Integration and Powered updates, and it'll probably be the Wind one, a set of paired legs with some wondrous properties.It may also have a shorter pursuit, since i kinda like those. [Ninja teaser] Strange that a harp of a thousand strings should keep in tune so long next up in Wierdos is probably Cult of Iron, an augmentation based AP that was one of the original 3 that egged me enough to make the thread, two of which have already been published. Still, this may be pushed back for the sake of quality and whatever twisted, weird story i might be attempting to weave with these threads. the replacement would be the [devname] Powder Kegs, an Advanced pursuit that i will admit will only get a decent name an hour before it's posted to the forums. I mean come on, crazy people who worship explosives in the 1900s. the name quite honestly applies itself. Past that i've actually got a surprising number of these guys on the backburner, waiting for a bit of jiggering that will give them unique mechanical (and mason help us all perhaps even) story based properties. [Can these even really be called ninjas if i'm pointing the out? i'd feel awful if i didn't, but i'm not exactly going to make another post and bump the thread] Due to me being a huge stickler, Cult of Iron has been pushed back for the Truth of the Powder, possibly further due to the nature of me trying to weave a bit of an overarching story in these threads. to keep the previews rolling, i wanted to introduce the electrically gifted Thunderbolt clan somewhere between. they've been mechanically fleshed out for quite some time, but their fluff has been quite elusive to pin down until very recently. Zombies... i'm not going to lie. a bit part of me is wondering how long i'll be working on this thread. half of me wants to just go totally zany with the designs (stuff like attaching lion heads to the end of a larger zombie's fists, or the always daisuki-able tentacles) while the other half wants to get into some truly unique creations (hard enough to justify in the leitmotif of the thread, but still doable, with one in particular that i just flat out have no idea which thread it'll end up being added to. let me just tell you it nearly got it's own head at one point, but doing that would just make me feel dirty when i usually stay within my neat little containment zones) but both have led me to ponder the longevity of the thread itself. i don't want to tank my quality in the name of content, so stopping has crossed my mind, but i do at least want to get to the point where a few of the contingent characters would be getting monster profiles. at that point, it can just sit. [totally not a ninja edit, I swear] So because i didn't want to bump this thread for nothing, i figured i might as well edit in a bit of fun info that will at least give the thread a few more swings at it, so it probably won't drop rotation until a new thread is added after the next proposed one. I've planned out a few different updates in the planned style of the updates to the Aug thread, where everything has a generalized theme. so that means for once, Zombies gets to introduce something. The first one is going to be the "Plagued by hunger" update, which will introduce a few updates organized around a central theme (in this case, a more necromantic take on the many plagues of malifaux) along with some attachments that stitched fated may want to consider, brand new talent-styled "abberations" that reflect the changes brought on by horrible magics, and a new assistant for the wacky doctor west. Followed by that will be the Xenobiology update, full of strange creations based on the wonders of nature, (or at least what you'd consider wonders based on the perspective of a almost entirely mad scientist) followed by the Abomination and Necrosupremacy updates, which just sound like correct names with what's brewing up behind the scenes. ...]sighs deeply in homebrewer] someone reacted to the thread so i may as well mention it. Feel free to skip this section if you don't care about my april fool's day joke from last year because i forgot how to spoiler. only sin lies past this break. I feel almost legally obligated to mention the 3e changes in students. New masters mean new students of prominence, and changes in faction as well as certain story events should require a bit of in-AU explanation in the best semi-comedic style i can muster. I'm trying my best to hold off on actually committing it to web until 3e is actually out. I've heard some bonkers things from the forums i trawl, which make me want to hold off until things are actually at least finalized. if you make a questionable decision of the magnitude that i somehow did, sometimes it's at least worth sticking to your guns as long as it's all in the name of good fun. More on this in later in the post. Now, onto a pretty obvious topic, done in classic thread style http://alexanderlozada.com/iasip/?Ik9oIGdvZHMsIHdoYXQgZnJlc2ggaGVsbCBpcyBzdW5zcG90dGVyIGdvaW5nIHRvIHVubGVhc2ggb24gdXMgbmV4dD8i Not gonna lie, I've got a few, but i haven't worked on them yet because i'm not sure which one is coming next, and if i ever actually get banned, it'll be for flooding this forum with new threads. the only time one will drop is at the end of a new rotation (which, i will assuage some fears and point out will almost definitely never include Students) so that;ll be a floodgate, along with the sheer workload of writing that much varied content. That being said, the next one is definitely coming by the end of this one. So it'll be Wierdos, Zombies, New Thread, and then back here for some fresh madness which i can guarantee will probably be the integration one. as to what that new thread is? First off has been one i've mentioned in what i think is another thread, Which would be items that would either require pursuit steps or talents to reach their full potential. for the longest time i figured this would be the guaranteed #4 slot, but recent thought has led me to consider this may even be a while off unless it's requested. to be fair, Unique Magic Sword is the sort of thing i could actually say the Big W could easily get to before me, and that would mean it would have art... A thing I can't provide (well) Another more recent one would be a story of intrigue, of characters that on their own, could probably inspire a mutli-session quest line to solve whatever issue they might be facing, or to bring them down if they happen to be a threat. the big reason i'd want this to be it's own thread would be that it would include full stat profiles for anyone mentioned, along with a story to set up just who they could be in the world of Malifaux. (expect a fair mix of reference, cameo, and originality with every release, possibly one of each) And the final one would be a bit of an interesting one compared to the structure of my other threads, a bit of a fusion of the above mentioned one, and a cross-breed from weirdos. this would be a bestiary listing of smaller, obscure factions that wouldn't make it into the limelight of malifaux, but would constitute the sorts of fireside stories the fated would tell one another. This would also be the theme/framing device for the Lore provided.. it could possibly also include previous Weirdos entries, but in this case, you'd be Squaring up instead of Joining up. That being said, the inaugural would almost definitely be the Cult of Yore, with Moons and Clan Glint-Eye following close behind. And now, for the most nuclear takes of all. There's going to be a Fan PD. As to what, I haven't quite decided yet. each one has a theme based somewhere in a reference, though the obviousness of that reference will vary from "oh god FNaF ended already, We know. Robots powered by child souls and surrounded by treacherous intrigue practically screams Malifaux, but please stop beating the dead horse animatronic. chuck-e-cheese terrified you as a child we get it" to "Wait, this is based in something outside malifaux?" one of the latter category is the furthest along in development, and some dark part of my soul is already contemplating adding in a few "sidebar" entries for how to convert it into the world of Students. this was in consideration that the discordance of the reference made me want to drop it on April Fools, but certain... *ahem* recent developments have changed that.. That was also an incredibly inept transition to mention that I'm also toying with making one specifically for Students. I'd say it wouldn't be a reference, but to say that whole World building-based shitpost thread wasn't one big love letter to animes with crazy school councils (okay, and a little bit of Fillmore!) would be lying to both myself and anyone reading this.Something's going to make it's way here, and i hope someone gets the chance to genuinely enjoy it. Now hopefully i drop some content here before we hit 6k. but seriously, thank you. for the views, the readership, the reactions, to anyone who uses my work in their games, and to anyone taking time out of their day, especially if you got here. Thank you for the great times. Thank you for 5K. Thank you for 136 pages on Gdocs. thank you for 54,649 words (not counting my non-content posts). and really, with emphasis this time i sign off with my Sig. For real, you beautiful people;
  4. >implying Schtook would got two minutes at an arc meeting without being yoten unto the sun by Kaeris because he WON'T STOP F***ING LAUGHING Old post died. new post is turbo mode. someone screencap this and remind me when book 3 of 3e comes out ARC/OUT: Exactly the character i've been building in my heads since i've started playing, and starting to outline in the TTB threads. went two lightyears beyond what is okay with augments. tosses out upgrades like candy. fully-borged Laz-style enforcer. Is somehow Mei's insurance policy. everything is part construct ARC/NEV: Already happening since markus decided to buddy up with an eldritch entity. THE TYRANTS WERE AFRAID OF HER YOU IDIOT. this unfortunately mitigates my wants for plants. GIVE ME ALARUNES AND DRYADS WYRD. WHERE ARE THE PLANTS AND THE PLANT SUMMONERS YOU FOOLS. ARC/GRM: Zipp's adopted brother, whether that is in his own species is up to massive debate. Gremlin constructs. at least one has a flamer and a whisky barrel. Gremlin constructs becomes a thing off the back of this master alone. tournaments for the year weep as everyone knows how to play gremlins now. top 8 one tourney, then get nerferd into a Yucatan-sized impact crater. everyone tacitly admits it deserves it ARC/GLD: I'm not a raving construct fangirl what are you talking about, i'm not squeaking you're squealing. SHOW ME THE ROBOT FISTS WYRD, THEY BETTER BE GIANT ❤️ GLD/OUT: Siege commander, possibly some Ridley-based PMC meant to compete with Bulk Hogan. Lots of constructs, lots of range, lots of anger. Maybe a robot tank? voted most likely in his class to go three-faction when he realizes just how much good his friends at the assembly lines put into their bots, and wants in on the center of the 3-faction triangle. GLD/GRM: Bushwhacker who grew a soft-spot for the dumb little buggers and puts the corpses of troublemakers in the guild commisary for a nice, fat paycheck from Big Hat. Has one berzerker melee enforcer everyone thinks is terrible because they don't understand he's somehow situational defense. his one Unique construct is somehow blamed entirely for The Shrek Open (TM) while not being the root of the problem, but still a major contributing factor. GRM/RES: Bokor, so likely to be themed after Baron Samhendi i'd put down money on it. Spooky scary skeletons mandatory. limited if any summoning. Debuff upgrades and poison abound. Someone makes a david bowie joke. everyone laughs. Mason chuckles nervously then looks at his desk to see if someone leaked something somehow from the next book before shrugging it off. GRM/OUT: This terrifies me as somehow people now know how to play gremlins, and we all know what shenanigans Outcast cross means NEV/RES: My brain says hayreddin, though i'd make the argument he's more ready for an "I'll backstab your master and eat their heart" upgrade like our new Nephilim overlady. But my heart says Myconoid witch. i may be a construct fangirl, but i am also an ent fangirl. Poison, poison everywhere. please mason i just want my plant children to grow probably some evolve based summoning a-la sillurids that gets way out of hand. Maybe some sort of ooze monster? who knows, except for the fact that 1/10 new players won't know to squash the mini-summons and end up facing 400 points of models on the other side of the table. by turn 6. it is called a "styling upon" in the tournament report. will probably get players soft-banned from locals NEV/OUT: Maybe a spot for the C7? Part of me just wants the difference split and just get a flat gothic horror vampire boss here. werewolves, Werebats/vargiest, Frankenstien's flesh constructs. maybe even one creepy puppet still laying around for the future. and that was the story of how lil' cal swapped universes to malifaux BRAND NEW OPENINGS: GLD/RES: I would honestly like to think the guild would be smart enough to not let Douglas McMourning happen again. that being said, i 100% foresee the guild ignoring their brand new slave driving battallion commander who's troops all "survived" Nythera. No his Lieutenant is not three guys stitched together in an overcoat what are you talking about "how could we let this happen twice" Probably a home for all those undead guild guards nobody wants GLD/TNT: Meanwhile, a hardboiled "Ex-railworker turned guild guard who nobody seems to notice is japanese" Samurai master would be so awesome i couldn't contain myself. the epicenter for all future stupid anime references wyrd makes. ruroni kenshin will be ref'd within the first book where she's out. unironically called someone's waifu within the first week of the beta. Unironically Best Girl (except for Mei, she's best girl even though you could cut through the tension between her and misaki with a wooden spoon). If she is not called "The Wolf" i will eat an entire bag of my local market's beef jerky to simulate a hat live on a twitch stream at the time of devteam's deciding, probable dueling theme with plenty of great 1v1 options, and cheap but sticky minions in the style of ashigaru (real ones, living ones this time) recalled training goes in theme to her. Millions of ten thunders players cry out, and then are silenced.could even use RT as a resource to everyone's collective horror when someone manages to pull it off. NEV/TNT: EXTRY EXTRY, READ ALL ABOUT IT, Local boy physically cannot stop reading kung fu pulps before bed and won't stop calling people baka gaijins. Also, strange purple monster in malifaux formally deignated "Kaiju" plants Arguably the toughest since walter white clearly saw what Nekima and Titanina were doing with the place and wisely got the hell out. This may be a reverse infiltration case. maybe a gang lord that's actually a spider? one of Sadako's minions that escaped? Darkblack got so edgy she yandere'd her way into two extra factios? who knows. My bet would be on a second Oni Master/Demonologist that doesn't rely on summoning, and therefore flicker. may allow regular oni with flicker to just casually happen. Colodi's old enough to be a Yokai, right? Maybe. let's go with a soft maybe because it might end in stone golems.it'll probably involve defensive abilities either way. OUT/TNT: The warlord left to go become Daimyo. what do we do? leave behind a ninja clan of course! Ototo would probably be in charge, and become Hokage Clan head. Nonstop naruto references mostly by players, but still somewhat with the rules because it'll still be mostly quality 90s anime. ecavtly one Ninja Scroll reference will be made, and will be denied until someone gets drunk at gencon after the 4e launch party and just owns up. Sunspotter Guaranteed Fresh'N'Spicy (TM) Called Shot (C) This is going to be a hyper diverse Toobox crew that makes no sense to anyone, so it's called underpowered until someone figures it out and realizes they had to be buffed to flagrantly overpowered within the proper playstyle to even be noticed. I'm saying they'll be the new Gremlins, essentially. GRM/TNT Somewhere in the anals of a tearoom, deep within the oriental district of malifaux, a teapot goes flying through a window. "WHAT DID I F***ING TELL YOU ABOUT GREMLINS MISAKI" Mei Feng Screams, her voice horse with years of pent feelings "WHAT THE F*** DID I TELL YOU? OH, THE FERMENTED RIVERS LIKE HIS BOOZE. WHAT? THEY DON'T LIKE THE 200 WON BOTTLES OF SACRED F*** SHOCHU WE IMPORT FROM THEIR STUPID G****** TEMPLE? Misaki is simply silent, looking at her still slightly warm Matcha. a black laquer Dango plate has been yoten into the stratosphere, through the roof.. "i SEND MY ASSET TO F***MOTHERING KOREA FOR S*** WE COULD BE SELLING, NOT SUPPLYING, SELLING TO THESE CLUELESS F***ING GWIELO FOR A PROFIT THAT COULD PAY THE TORAKAGE FOR A WEEK OFF THE BACK OF ONE F***ING BOTTLE, AND HIS INJURY WAS SEEN AS A NEEDED COST, MEANWHILE WE HAD TO PUT UP WITH SOME WIERD ASS GREEN EARED GOBLIN S***STAIN THAT ABANDONS US BECAUSE HE'S TOO MUCH OF A LITTLE B**** TO MAKE A F***ING BARLEY SPIRIT FOR SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T LOOK LIKE MY MASTIFF'S CHEW TOY? ARE YOU G**D*** KIDDING ME?" things are now flying. Misaki is hesitant to point out that the teahouse may belong to the thunders, but they'll still have to replace the Braisers. and the Serving Trays. and the Walls. Mei has become incoherent to the point where she starts lapsing between Cantonese, Mandarin, and through some miracle of furious tongues, Vietnamese. the Table has become airborne. The Vase can't be replaced, but it's Yan Lo's anyways, and he won't shave his stupid beard so screw him. "THE TEN THUNDERS GOING INTO THE SWAMP WAS A MISTAKE MISAKI. THE THUNDERS DON'T MAKE MISTAKES, RIGHT MISAKI? IS THAT WHAT YOU F***ING SAID MISAKI?!?" Mei's voice cracked slightly. Misaki knew she earned every second of this. "THE THUNDERS ARE NOT GOING BACK TO THE F***ING SWAMP!" somewhere outside, a geisha is too paralyzed with fear to move.this was going down as a terrible first day on the job RES/ARC HOO BOY LET ME SHOW YOU MY FANFICTIONS i can't see this as a resser going robot. This would have to be a Steamfitter introducing himself to the amazing world of Undead Amalgamation. this could lead to some really creepy, nearly cyberpunk shit happening. maybe even something truly insane. perhaps even contacting something beyond the grave spirit. it would make Cryx jealous. soulstone tech would probably be involved. Full on helraiser if there were ever an 8th faction (something i feel would be a viable option) this guy's bosses would 100% be in the first wave.of support. my book report comes eventually in Wierdos. the name just got dropped elsewhere because for some reason i love writing metafiction. And that, quite exhaustively, is what i think of the thread premise.
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    Giant Robot Fists, for Non-Robots

    So… uh… the intro to this post had to be scrapped. It had to go, it was written when I started this, originally an anniversary post meant to commemorate the second anniversary of this thread.it’s approximately… *checks watch* way the hell too late for that.I’ve been an absentee, for sure, but I still care about this place. Still care a hell of a lot about Wyrd, and it’s awesome games. Still psyched about the other side, even if I don’t have the money to fulwfil all my abyssinian dreams (to the surprise of nobody who reads this thread). Still wanna try for a dev position at the big W, but still have competition anxiety. And yes, to anyone who’s wondering, I’m totally buying Above the law. Here’s to hoping for some new guild constructs! This time though, I’m not sparing you the sap. You guys are awesome. You guys are (apparently, by the slow rise of this thread’s view count) still using this stuff. I want to give you more content as best I can, and be the kind of homebrewer who deserves this kind of attention. Thank you mason and the whole TTB team for making this system, and producing awesome supplements. Thank you to every single person who’s even considered using this content. Thank you. All of you. Especially you reading this. Keep being awesome. And now, it’s time for a catalogue post. Augment: Piledriver (60 Sc) Have you ever wanted to SPLIT A ROCK IN TWAIN? How about HAMMER A NAIL IN A SINGLE DRIVE? Have you ever wanted to PUNCH someone in the FACE, only to have it EXPLODE like a RIPE WATERMELON??? Have we got the solution for YOU!! The affixed gains a Piledriver, a hydraulic tool meant to apply a massive amount of force in an instant. For exactly what purpose is irrelevant, as weaponized or not, the tool can be used to destroy just about anything. This Augment is Pneumatic. When activated, the piledriver applies an impossibly large amount of force, extending the pile out one yard. It is only stopped if it takes more effort to move the fated back than continue to push through the material. If the material does not give way, the fated flips over the top card of their fate deck, and is knocked that many yards back. As an attack, the Piledriver gains all benefits and triggers to Pugilism or Martial arts the fated has. Piledriver (pugilism or pneumatics,+2 vs. Defense) The fated deals 4/6/8 damage, which cannot be prevented by any means but soulstones. Firelock system (+40 Sc) The Piledriver’s Pneumatics system is replaced with a chambered, powder based system. If this is used, then this system can no longer gain benefits based on pneumatics, and instead has a Three-chambered Revolver-Style cylinder. The piledriver now takes a (1) action to reset after each firing, and a (3) tactical action to reload the cylinder. The cartridges cost 3SS a piece, and can almost always be purchased at the same limbfitter the original augment was obtained from. Head Splitter (+20 Sc) we knew what it was for. Get knockin’ The chisel of the pile driver is recut, specialized to cut through flesh, but mostly bone. All critical effects generated by this weapon are raised by one category, and all delivered to the head are severe. If the target dies, all enemies in line of sight must pass a TN12 horror check Augment: Corrective Gyroscopes (45 Sc) Always wanted to WALK A TIGHTROPE? How about leap ROOFTOP TO ROOFTOP with the greatest of ease? Want an INSTANT CURE FOR VERTIGO? ALWAYS know which way is down with our inovative tech! A pair of corrective gyroscopes are installed in a limb, most often in the legs though the placement is irrelevant. These gyroscopes are far more precise than the inner ear, allowing the fated to always know what way down is. In addition, whenever the fated succeeds on a Grace-based flip outside of combat, they gain :+fate to the next grace-based flip. Combat Integration (+25 Sc) The fated :+fate to the first grace-based check during combat Augment: Bladed Legs (55 Sc) MAKE AN IMPACT! It can’t be stated enough how much poise is valued in the world of HIGH SOCIETY, and how better to prove your GRACE than to walk upon pinpoints that could make a BALLERINA JEALOUS? This augment requries a grace of 2 or higher to install, or the fated will be unable to control their movement. The fated can climb incredibly steep slopes and wall run for 5xgrace in yards without requiring a grace check. Martial arts attacks made by the fated deal damage on disengaging strikes. Dancer’s Skiens (+10 Sc) Attacks by the fated gain the following trigger Pirouette: after damaging, the fated may push 2 yards Combat Integration (+25 Sc) The first martial arts attack by the fated each turn gains + Agument: Drag Line (40 Sc) NEVER LET GO UNTIL YOU WANT TO! Using the latest in ELECTRICAL TELEMERY, we can allow your limb to MIRACULOUSLY EXTEND, and WONDROUSLY RETRACT! This augment allows the fated to extend and retract a limb, often an arm, up to five yards, and can carry the weight of the augmented. The limb remains articulated while extended, and remains as dextrous as normal. Combat integration (+20 Sc) The fated gains on grapple checks Augment: Sponsons (25 Sc+ Special) Never fear FULL HANDS! With the right tools, you can have whatever tools you need RIGHT AT YOUR SIDE! A location on the fated gains either a tool or weapon that functions without the need for direct interaction. It is controlled as if it was another limb, sometimes articulated, though with a very limited range of motion if it has any. The cost of the item is integrated into the cost of the sponson. Augment: Scorpius [powered] (+100 Sc) A hundred madmen must have come up with the concept at differing points, so I suppose Mr C’s design makes him no different in that regard outside of his usual flawless execution… hell, with him askin’ about that chironian buisness, i suspect it may have driven him a bit mad too. Just know that I expect you to train with it. I’m not going to have a trail of idiots leading back to me, pinned to the walls of the quarantine zone with severe head trauma. This augment is a Single-purpose device, A pneumatic launch and retract system with a bladed end designed to bite into it’s target, and heavy bracings to the surrounding body to compensate for the shock of the sudden movement. Originally designed for the augmentation of mobility, it has proven strikingly efficient in combat given it’s design. This augment takes up two slots. The fated gains the following actions: 1: Scorpius Sting (Pneumatics or Small Arms) Range: 3 Yards or 12 yards The target takes 3/4/5 damage, and after succeeding, the fated may either pull into base contact with the target, or pull the contact into base contact with them. The fated may only take the Scorpius Sting action once per turn 2: Scorpius Flight Range: 20 yards The fated targets a point within range, and fires the scorpius to penetrate. Once it does, the target may either choose to snap back and retract the blade back to their arm, or bring their arm to the blade, pulling them along for the ride.if properly fired, the fated may also swing from that point. Re-enforced Pneumatics (+30 Sc) The Fated may take the Scorpius flight action as a 1 action, and may take the action while airborne after a TN13 grace check Smash Gear (+20 Sc) When the Scorpius sting action misses, the fated may make a second attack flip. If the second attack succeeds, the target becomes prone. Jade lotus alteration (+70 Sc) The fated gains the following trigger on the Scorpius sting action :Flying Lotus technique: after damaging The fated may take a charge action against the target of the attack. (with integrated boiler) Scorpius Integration (+80 Sc) the scorpius sting action may be taken up to twice per turn, and may be fired at it’s full range while in close combat, which doesn’t trigger disengaging strikes. Prostesis: Extra limb (Special, Doubled) It’s CLEAR you WEREN’T SATISFIED with the GIANT METAL DEMON CRAB, and that your limb count was INSUFFICIENT! We still don’t know how HOFFMAN hasn’t HUNTED YOU DOWN yet, but until then, how about EVEN MORE LIMBS TO FIT?? This is not one singular prosthesis, but covers a wide range of options available to potential fated. At any given point, a prosthesis can technically be grafted on, even to another prosthesis, but the recovery time is immense, as the patient has to deal with an entirely new part of their body. While common thought is the addition of an additional arm, grafted in proximity to the shoulder, truth be told an excess graft can be added anywhere. After installation, the prostesis may be augmented as normal, according to it’s typing. (for example, no more than two augments may be added to a partial limb extending from the elbow) Both the pricing, and the recovery time for what the normal augmentation would be are doubled. And that's a wrap! Because i'm going to try being intelligent this time around, i'm not making any promises about when the next post in Wierdos is going to be. hopefully the time table is within a month, but well... as can be seen above, this was supposed to be out 8 months ago. I also think i've got another thread wrangled into an idea for a theme, and if all goes well, I should also have a homebrewed PD out some time in the near future. I'd give away the themeing for the two i have in the works, but well... let's just say one is a bit more subtle than the other. Also, 3E is probably only going to accelerate the rate at which i can come up with ideas for this thread, so don't expect me to slink into the darkness anytime soon. Though, one thing that may be coming in the future, quite specifically to this thread, is an update to the Powered system. after all, if Malifaux is willing to radically alter it's rules in certain aspects, why can't I? I find the idea of a simple Yes/no system somewhat unsatisfying, especially with how fun things can get with the right kind of resource management system in place. I've also got two more slated, one dealing with specific augment cross-references, so integration can happen with more than just the boiler, and another with unique limbs that aren't quite legendary enough to require their own story behind them (a comment that probably won't stop me from tossing 1-2 paragraph stories behind each, mind you) Want to know what happens when you get knuckle draggers with enlarged construction? How about a limb that will let you stir up some primal fear for anyone in the room who's familiar with anime? You'll just have to keep watching! But until then:
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    Script cost for pre-made constructs and new designs

    I may contribute to this topic soon if i was any good at building constructs
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    The Future of Through The Breach!

    Don't worry, if you guys won't be doing something, well... that's what homebrewers are for Speaking of content though, are there any plans for the system once the rest of the "faction" books and the epic level book are released, or are you guys more focused on the current schedule?
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    How does the Abyssinian dreadnaught walk?

    Abyssinan tech being as advanced as it is, and with the drednaught's center of gravity being that wide, I could totally see it having some form of internal pendulum that acts as a counterbalance to the leg, if each leg doesn't have an internal pendulum of it's own to help with regulation of stance.
  9. Personally, while the core rules do tend to lean towards enemy survivability, I'm always one to keep to the tried and true "Chunky salsa" rule from Shadowrun. If a hit should by all means kill or at least incapacitate an enemy (or keeping with the original text of the rule "turn the target into something resembling chunky salsa") then it should drop like a sack of bricks. Even someone with henchman or master level abilities shouldn't be going after getting a cannon shot to the chest.
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    List of Status Effects

    I'm sad the bulging muscles of my Von Schill Expy cannot, in fact, generate enough vertical force to launch him back to an upright position
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    Giant Robot Fists, for Non-Robots

    4k veiws... Good god. so uh... I'm not dead, I've just been writing a lot. like, a lot a lot. like, hundreds of thousands of words across various projects, including something that'll hopefully impress some people who may or may not see this post. I have things in the works. I don't have the 2e core book, because unfortunately, my art bag with the splats has gone missing, again, and i was hoping to get it back before making the investment. I'm still waiting on ToS with bated breath. There will be an actual post to justify this post of me gawking in short order. TL;DR: http://alexanderlozada.com/iasip/?IlNvb24oVE0pIg==
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    Halloween Adventure Group Project

    I'd be interested, my work's scattered across this forum if you'd want to see if you'd want me on board
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    Additional/Changed Magic Pursuits

    Sir you taunt us
  14. Not sure exactly where I should post this, but the help forum seemed like the most logical place. Is there a current location for TOS' rules that I'm not aware of? The application noted a request for an example design for both M2E and TOS, but to my knowledge, rules are currently only available to backers of the kickstarter.
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    Thorough School Curriculums, For non-students

    Areas of Interest Within The Automat The cafeteria in Malifaux is a just like any other cafeteria in a school; a place of petty politicking and more drama than a Shakespeare omnibus. The only reason it’s free from violent conflict (usually) is because it’s patrolled heavily by the student council’s various branches, nearly as heavily as the Administrative wing itself. Still though, some prisons have riots, and even the cafeteria has fights with more than just food, from the restaurants and food lines to the tables. This leaves issues. Those on the bad side of the student council can have a hard time taking their mid-day meals, as that would require getting in and out without notice. Some students might not even have a stomach for the conflicts of the school, and the wide expanse of the cafeteria proper leaves little room to hide. Some students simply can’t stand the crowd. Luckily, at the promenade north of the cafeteria, a solution exists for those who don’t mind the slight buzz of neon. The automat is one of the most eerily symmetrical places in the entirety of malifaux academy. Each of it’s four walls have twenty vending machines, stocked by companies wishing to endear themselves to the world’s next set of movers and shakers. Each of it’s twenty tables has four chairs, spaced to allow students to move effortlessly through the room, even when full to capacity. It’s floor tiles even give a subtle guideline to where things should be placed, should the need arise to move them. It is an unwritten agreement that the Automat is a place of Rest in a school of action. No business is conducted there, Homework is to be kept to a minimum, and absolutely no hostility is to be shown within it’s confines. Those that break the rules will find the machines ready to eat whatever money is put into them, or all chairs occupied despite the time of day. Later at night, the automat is kept open, mostly to give the night patrols a place to rest and refuel. Even at late hours however, the Armistice is still mostly in effect. The Automat will allow students to plan and prepare for activities to be done in dangerous areas within its confines, but the moment they officially begin, they must leave the automat, and any night patrol are to remain mum about their departure. After all, it is best not to lock yourself out of a singular place of refuge. The Library Books are an integral part to education, even in a place as advanced as Malifaux academy. This is possibly why the officially acknowledged floor plan of the MA library covers the area of a football field. The shelves seem to be utterly complete, covering some volumes considered lost to history, and others that were thought to be either impossibly rare, or with every volume accounted for in private collections. There are even a few books that shouldn’t exist. Alright, maybe more than a few that shouldn’t. The Library by no means stops at the boundaries of the map, that’s simply to indicate the size of the curated area the librarian has to actually care about. It sprawls outward for some distance, with reports of facilities like Orrerys and Lecture pits at deeper points in the archives. It is also in this lawless area that grimoires start to pop up, describing magical methodologies that can do nearly anything, but which are always a surprise to read through. Some who get lost in the library never return, while others can seem to pop out in the most random of places, from the Automat to the vice principal's office with no real rhyme or reason. It’s even been recorded that some students have traveled dimensionally, emerging in an earth-side library. The Club Wings The clubs of malifaux academy are nearly countless and diverse, but their primary commonality is that they share their bases of operation in the easternmost and westernmost wings of the school, known to students as the club wings. The density is only due to the wild variance of the rooms, which are only useful to a small number of classes , but can be used by any number of clubs. It contains plenty of workshops, black box theaters, greenhouses, and even slightly more off putting rooms like surgical theaters. The two club wings are about equal in general size, bu are quite different. The east wing has several major rooms, like the Star theater, but not many given that each one is liable to take up a huge amount of space. The western rooms, while they do have a sprinkling of major rooms like the greenhouse forest, are considered the small time of the club wing. This is where more eclectic (or shadier) clubs tend to be held, often away from the prying eyes of the student council The Administrative wing Serving no real academic purpose, this is the seat of power in Malifaux academy. The actual space the school officials take up is a minimal space nicknamed the mansion. The rest of the wing however, is filled with the scramble needed to keep the Student council a relevant entity. This is where the main council chambers, detention halls, and even the surprisingly unsubtle “student retention and monitoring center” are located. If the student council needs to retain control of at least one portion of the academy, their own front door qualifies. Thusly, the north wing is a hive of activity, swarming with council certified monitors and constructs. In the council’s mind it’s clear as day; if the Administrative wing falls, every room in Malifaux academy comes down with it. It’s generally advisable that a student avoid this wing as much as possible. If impossible, then it would be obvious that getting the business that brings them there finished should be a top priority. The Loading Docks Malifaux high still requires shipments from earth on certain days, and those are unloaded on the strangely-tiered sections at the back of the school. The entire area looks like one of MC Escher’s fever dreams for a reason, though that reason is unclear. Originally, there was a singular concrete plinth in the road that made parking in the docks clear cut, but inconvenient. It was demolished in short order, but the next day, two identical replicas of the plinth appeared. This marked the beginning of a cat and mouse game that slowly mutated the docks into a confusing mess of roadway and physical space that, at times, included some form of ground-based canal. By the time the student council simply gave up on controlling the bizarre shape of the area, it had twisted into a nightmare of asphalt and stairwells, but one that still must be utilized to bring the school it’s now weekly delivery. Between those deliveries though, the loading docks are one of the few areas of the school left unpatrolled, simply due to the bizarre geometry and winding pathways. It’s rumored that the straw that finally broke the camel’s back was a monitor somehow falling up a flight of stairs. This relative lack of patrolling has made it one of the hottest places to hang out for students with a general sense of contempt for the council. It’s no great secret that the loading docks harbor the kind of MA student whose capture would get the arresting individual a flawless record for the remainder of the year. It’s also well known however, that the punks look out for their own, and trying to flaunt around the loading docks like you own the place is very much likely to get you killed, and possibly raised as one of the punk’s growing number of followers. The Sports Complex Malifaux academy is not simply a place of learning, it is also a place where a star athlete in training can easily come into their prime. That feat is very probably going to be achieved in a run-down bathroom injecting creatine, but in the meantime, the MA sports complex is there to help inflate the egos of student athletes to carry them through endorsement deals to come. Seeing as traveling through the breach can have unexpected consequences for individuals, Malifaux academy has at least three teams for any sport they participate in, with the huge “Sportatorium Maximus” housing the needed facilities for everything, and only a fraction of a fraction needed for gym classes. The issue presented here is just how cavernous the inside of the place actually is. It’s not uncommon for students to try finding a more obscure corner of the facility like the fencing room, and not emerge from the building for days or weeks, if they manage to return at all. The Steam tunnels Any sufficiently large building, or complex thereof, has some sort of groundwork underneath to keep it connected to services like water, gas, and electricity. When this needs to be worked on frequently, it’s not uncommon for it to be built in an open or tunnel like structure. This is basic information known by any urban planner, and it’s generally a good idea to keep them neatly laid out under any city. Malifaux Academy, basically being a small city, has such steam tunnels. Malifaux academy being the horrorshow that it is, meant whoever, or whatever, was rarely one for good ideas. The steam tunnels are a spiderweb of empty spaces under malifaux academy, to put it in the most basic of terms. Getting past that are the questions that even the student council have about them, which include but certainly are not limited to; How deep do they go? What is the purpose of some of the larger rooms that branch off of from the main path? Where do they lead? Does anyone even have a complete map of the stupid things, or are we going to have to keep sending the patrols we don’t like down there in the vain hope that just one of them comes back with a proper cartographic report? Seeing as they are the summary of the two things that the student council hates the most, namely a lack of control and an unknown factor, they are strictly off limits. Anything seen in the tunnels, student or not, are to be shot on sight by the occasional patrols sent through the area. Exceptions are never given without escorts, if the student council even wants to acknowledge they exist in the first place. The Old dorms Before the town around malifaux city sprang into existence when the breach re-opened, the area surrounding the academy was a rolling sea of trees. Students looking for accommodations had to stay in one of the towering dormitory complexes that still block out parts of the horizon to this day. They are unoccupied, but on rare occasion, lights can be seen from some windows. The students staying in those dorms are long gone, but evidence of their presence was entirely undisturbed, as if it had somehow been preserved to be found by the next generation to enter the academy. After a spate of disappearances around the area, plans to refurbish and re-open the dorms were scuttled, and the areas were quickly declared as forbidden areas. While students usually take the actions of the council with a grain or fifty of salt, this could be seen as one of the few times they are absolutely in the right. Rumors circulate in Malifaux academy, of monster attacks occurring after official school hours at the most random of areas throughout the school. While this is true, it seems as if the old dorms got the memo, but didn’t read through the whole thing. Monsters can be seen stalking the flickering, poorly lit corridors of the dorms at all hours, forcing the student council to essentially put it under quarantine. It is more important that nothing get out than concerns over things getting in. Unlike other areas though, it has more than enough reason to be targeted by adventure seekers. It was well known to have relatively people picking through it, and a seemingly endless number of them to look through for treasure. After all, what now takes up an entire city was once stuffed into these towers, and the stories of graduates describing some truly wondrous items quite simply haven’t been found yet. Then again, there’s also the rumor that former residents yet stalk the halls. Conference Room 203 Floor 20, Northwestern dormitory tower, slightly to the left of the chimera den. You can’t miss it. It’s the only door that looks like it hasn’t been beaten down. The student council is often loathe to admit that things like student led militias exist in Malifaux academy, but they can’t deny the need for even more security than they can often provide, given the student propensity for stopping world-destroying plots from coming to fruition. They are all condemned, with one very notable exception. The Freikorps is fixture of the Malifaux Academy political ecosystem. One would normally expect the base of such an organization to be a place of constant conflict given their outright stated purpose of interference, but it’s possibly the second most peaceful place in all of the academy, maybe even the plane. Conference room 203 is named after the entrance, as it took over the entirety of the floor outside of a small area that allows access to the adjoining levels. It is the barracks, training facility, and recreational center of the freikorps, and the one place in the old dorms anyone might want to sleep. Director Von Schill looks after his mercenary family, and as it stands, Room 203 is second only to the automat as a place student could let their guard down. Without Latigo Acres Condos With so many Ortegas attending Malifaux Academy, it’s often questioned where they all come from. As it turns out, Self-Appointed PTA leader Abuela Ortega managed quite the property deal with an Ex-landowner, buying out nearly every single reasonably sized condo in the city surrounding the academy. “Latigo enterprises” being the stamp at the bottom of nearly every rent bill in malifaux city might make some think the family would be set up in one of the mansions at the edge of the city. Abuela, however, has simpler tastes than that. Latigo Acres might seem like the lowest quality condos out of the whole selection, but the small tracts of agrarian land replacing normally green spaces are a touch specifically ordered by the Ortega matriarch herself. Without it, she feels, she would lose sight of where she came from, and lose the business acumen that got her this high on the hog in the first place. It might also make the small arsenal stored across the complex for “pest control” look even more suspicious if it was gone. Ramrod Estates If you’re anyone who’s anyone in Malifaux Academy, you clearly have to have the life to match the pomp-and-circumstance you have at school. You have to have the Nicest clothes, the Newest phone, and of course, you’re living at Ramrod Estates, the hottest gated community in all of Malifaux City. Not many people care that the majority of the houses in this Hyper-isolationist gated community are eye-gougingly terrible McMansions that look like they were hastily erected to cater to idiots with too much money. That’s just objective fact, and pointing it out is ultimately moot. What people do care about is that nearly anything associated with the area ends up being a near-instant status booster. Walk into school with a cup from the Bleeding Bean, and it doesn’t matter if you live there or not, suddenly you’re cock of the walk, and nobody can say otherwise. The entire area is one of image. You go to ramrod estates to be seen. If you’re not vomiting pictures of your activity onto your social network, you’re wasting your time. Just don’t get so caught up taking poolside pictures that you get nabbed by security. The Malifaux City Public Library Not all the knowledge in Malifaux city is stuffed into its titular academy. Malifaux City’s public library is a haven of education for anyone who would need a quiet place to study with others. Its rows of shelves are just about as winding as the layout of the school’s collection. The locations share a lot more than layout, as it seems. They have a joint volume programs that allow someone to drop off a rental from one at the other. They have the same incredibly ugly pattern of carpet. They also seem to have the same librarians… It’s a long-standing rumor that Library card holders have entered the school library, and exited the public library after navigating the winding labyrinth of shelves. Nobody quite knows the methodology of how it works, but there are several students who rely on the fact that this isn’t a myth. Methodologies for traversing the “space between the Lions” are mixed, but those with an eye for detail can use the libraries as an entrance for the school that aren’t nearly as guarded as the outgoing doors. Just don’t move with haste. One wrong turn, and you could end up finding something that you shouldn’t have seen Bunny’s Mega Imports Do you like the hottest Anime? The Cutting edge of Comics, Video Games, and everything nerd? Then your home in malifaux is Bunny’s Mega Imports! We’ve got what it takes so satisfy your thirst for geek culture. Check out our Arcade with Free-play fridays, or our huge selection of imported snacks from the land of the rising sun. We even have all the gear you need to show off your otaku pride. Get your game on at Bunny’s Mega Imports, Located on 7th and Ridley, and Opening a New location in Twisting Acres Mall. Official Sponsor of the Malifaux Academy Japanese Animation Appreciation Club. Baojun Katanaka is quite the imperious businessman as it would seem. He singlehandedly vacuums up a good percentage of the Malifaux Academy Student body’s pocket money. He even has a daughter on the honor roll, with her very own club. This man seems to have everything he wants in life, yet he doesn’t seem to crave a position on the Academy’s PTA, about the highest position of status you can achieve in the city without being a member of the Institute or attending school. Baojun doesn’t want to have a say in Academy Affairs, he wants to own it, even if it doesn’t have his name on the Placard. His daughter’s little club is his pet project, unofficial meetings of the club acting to advance his control over the student body. To what end, nobody knows. Perhaps one day, the Triads, or possibly the Yakuza will come rolling through to seize control. Or maybe he plans to install his daughter as principal, and wrest control from the Institute. Until his plans come to fruition though, he seems to simply be manipulating a bunch of weeaboos to shadowy ends. Twisting Acres Mall In a place where disposable income is the norm, A mall is destined to be a financial venture with bank-level security. Twisting Acres manages to fill it’s purpose as a Social hub perfectly, or at least the food court does. As for the rest of the mall, the name begins to make sense the longer you browse. Each hall in the mall seems to almost fold in on itself, as if by some logical end point to the theories of Victor Guren. One generally theorizes that with how often the mall expands, you’d be able to find anything if you looked hard enough. One would take great care however, not to get lost. There are malls on earth that seem to trap you with forced perspective, in such an odd place as Malifaux, that entrapment could risk becoming literal. Breach Park The most obvious place for a park, right next to a gaping hellmouth! In all reality, the flat, open area surrounding the breach was beginning to look a hair run down. Looking to brighten the place up, in a Joint decision between the Student Council, PTA, and surprisingly the Institute, the area was designated as breach park, and all due resources were allocated for the sake of maintenance. Large portions of the area are considered to be under the control of the tykes that make up the majority of the advanced study programs, making it a somewhat dangerous place to be outside of the designated picnic areas. Individuals like Sommer Jones are blatantly Ageist, and you don’t know how heavily that dart gun’s been modified until it’s being fired at you. Luckily, a bag of candy is generally enough to get you through unscathed, unless you veer to close to one of the many, spawling jungle gyms. Inglewood Cemetery. Like… the cool thing about hanging out in a cemetery man… hear me out… the cool thing man, is that you’re like… gonna be there anyways… so why not get the time in now knowing your neighbors… duuude... This is where those who unfortunately lost their lives at malifaux academy have been buried, and it’s size is an unfortunate blemish on the student council’s record. A large Mausoleum and Monument exists to memorialize those lost in the first shutting of the breach, acting as the centerpiece for this morbid landscape. Generally though, this isn’t a place to rest in piece, and while rumors of catacombs are largely irrelevant, the student council would definitely like to know why the local crowd of punks seems to be drawn here so much. They’d also like to know the source of the pervasive whispering that seems to infest the cemetery, but that’s a secret Malifaux wants to keep. Robert Lynch’s Limbatorium Losing an arm isn’t as much of an inconvenience as it once was, and Malifaux City’s one and only Certified L.I.M.B. dealer uses technology home grown at the academy atop the hill. Granted, the prices can be a bit steep, but all packages sold here come with full maintenance deals, and a surprising amount of silence when it comes to any sort of aftermarket modifications that may or may not be necessary to survive the academy. It’s no wonder Robert’s son Jacob got into so much debt, he was used to having deep pockets to begin with. Wyrd Games Bunny’s isn’t the only Game store in malifaux city, though it certainly loves to pretend like it is. There exists a place where the Drafts are friendlier, the Shelves are stocked for miles decades of RPG source books, and they even like to test out this weird in-house card-based skirmish game in some sort of alternate steampunk universe where the breach opened someplace else. It’s pretty cool. The only really phenomenal thing outside the jaw-droppingly nice staff, or that they haven’t banned the tall kid who keeps dropping off arguably tested homebrew content is that their Tasks bulletin board is possibly the best updated in all of malifaux city, to the point where it’s visited by names like Von Schill, Leveticus and the Viktoria sisters. Constantly curated to assure relevance, It’s updated hourly, even when something occurs that they should by no means know about. They just seem to like staying one step ahead of the curve. Or maybe Aaron, Mason and Company are just Demigods. Nobody really knows. *That* Sillby’s. Every town has a restaurant that somehow stays open despite the fact that nobody is ever seen there. In this case it’s not a McCallahan, or a Burger Prince like in so many cities, but a very particular branch of Roast beef peddler Sillby’s. Maybe it’s that the pony sauce is occasionally just blood, or the staff having vacant eyes as if staring into the dark abyss of an unfathomable future brought about by things that should be known. Probably though, it’s the swirling cloud of who knows what, that just seems to like hovering over the place, glowing impossible colors. Kinda puts a damper on business. And with this, I retire to rest. I await my Entirely Justified ban from the forums Accolades in the morning. If anyone uses this as an actual setting for a campaign, I wish to know. if for no other reason than I want to know how many times I need to apologize to mason for birthing this abomination. if anyone seriously wants content, I'll update, but other than that, expect this thread to go ignored until next year, if i don't think of something dumber by then
  16. Greetings everyone! I have spent this time absent horrifyingly busy with work and novel writing penning my magnum opus! i just got it done, so feast your eyes on my greatest shitpost contribution to the TTB community ever! I swear to god an update for GRF is coming soon, this was just the least work my brain had to put in to something to fill out Into The Halls Malifaux Gets Schooled To mark the turn of the millennium, A spiraling portal split through the mountains in a quiet Arizona town. Nobody knew why it opened, or at first, what laid on the other side. It was expected to be some strange plane of terrors, beyond the reproach of man. Instead, It seemed to be any other suburban neighborhood, with the bizarre exception of a towering High school in the center of the town. A great brass plaque proudly announced the name; Malifaux Academy It was a bastion of modern age schooling without explanation. Classrooms came equipped with all the bells and whistles, stocked to the brim with supplies and textbooks. Despite it’s seemingly otherworldly origins, the first classes were enrolled posthaste, a lottery of some of the world’s top students. Everything was set to turn this new space into an academy capable of producing the saviors of the earth. Students started to notice bizarre materials in the curriculum, and teachers that weren’t even brought through the breach. They spoke of impossible actions, and trained students to manipulate arcane forces unfamiliar to their homes. To everyone’s surprise, those lessons started to pay off. The desire for enrollment flew through the in the general population flew through the roof. Then, ten years after the first graduating class, it happened. The breach flew shut. The greatest school in the world, and many of the students and families bunked therein, were gone. A single blackboard was embedded in the ground where the breach was, simply reading “Closed for Renovations” The graduating students were fought over viciously by various Pillars of Academia. The Ivy League, MIT, State Institutions and so many more colleges began fighting for control over those precious few students who’d re-integrated into earth society after malifaux. Sabotage began. College tournaments became much deeper than mere sports. And that was just in the United states. The international turmoil between varying colleges caused a rise to the Institute. It was decided that the knowledge gleaned in Malifaux needed to be properly controlled, and distributed earthside to prevent any further infighting. (all the burning elementary schools were starting to become a nuisance) The Institute's iron grip on modern academics were once again put to the test when one full academic cycle later, the breach re-opened. Not a single trace of the class trapped on the other side of the breach remained. This time around, recruitment was entirely done by the choice of the Institute, and travel to malifaux academy became tightly controlled… by price. Nowadays, any who find their way to malifaux can enroll their students in the academy. To many who live there, while the institute’s connection to the Academy is nebulous, it is infinitely clear malifaux is under their control. Officially, Malifaux academy is a place both led and owned by the students. The student council decides nearly everything, the final veto only handed to the principle (the only official Institute member in the entire school). They decide the lunch menu. What clubs get funded. The time, place, and intensity of school events. It’s also their job to make sure that the student death toll from the academy's trademark mysterious events are low. Their failure at task quite vividly crystallizes their purpose, as Institute schools would never have something as ludicrous as a death toll. Or armed students. Or firefights during school hours. This minor schism between stated authority and apparent control allows the wiggle room in which the factions of Malifaux academy exist. They all have their own opinions on how the academy should be run, and scheme in the bizarrely pastoral suburbs as to how exactly the school will become theirs. And then, there are those enrolled for mysterious circumstances. Those the academy itself seems to desire. For those unlucky few, pulled by the strings of fate like a puppet it’s going to be one hell of a ride. You will be used. Beleaguered. Driven wholly mad by the experience. You will be a pawn in a game of intrigue between factions beyond any conventional logic, and you should fear the day you are used for the winning move. And you thought High school sucked on earth. New Fated Supertype: Enrolled An individual’s reasons for coming to Malifaux Academy are often widely speculated upon. In the case of some currently enrolled at MA, it is to create a school after their own image. Graduation is a far-flung thought, while control of the student council becomes their onus if the school shall ever succeed. These students need no purpose laid out for them, they are utterly self driven towards the goal of those they back, and whatever missions hold their personal fancy. Then, there are those who just want to make it from freshman orientation to graduation day in one piece. To find a niece somewhere in between the killer vines in the greenhouse, and the homicidal vending machines. Many reach for that simple objective. Seemingly not one has received their penultimate wish. A simple request of returning some lost books to the library has a bizarre tendency of turning into some epic quest to clear the fourth floor east wing of some malevolent force. It’s no wonder the Cafeteria’s Automat is left on after the school closes. They are called the Enrolled, those fated to come to malifaux academy whether they like it or not. It has been quite common for Enrolled to band together in groups of four to five, watching each other's back to make sure they can all walk at graduation. At some point before receiving their enrollment letter, the fated gleans some form of prophecy in their day to day earthside life. It could be as stereotypical as a tarot reading, or as erstwhile as a Bizarre thought, or a ridiculously wordy fortune cookie. But the next time the fated checks their mailbox, they will be informed of their enrollment. And what parents wouldn’t be thrilled enough to let little timmy go to such a good school? The enrolled May be any sort of Fated, and used the associated Tarot reading for that specific kind of fated. There are only three true differences between your average fated, and one of the enrolled: Not Just a Number: The fated are old enough to enroll into Malifaux academy, which means they aren’t old enough to do quite a few things. Age restricted products such as firearms, weapons, alcohol, drugs, and any other such goods or services is not available to the fated unless given to them by an outside authority, or waived by special dispensation of the student council. If he fated’s pursuit requires such items, then they would need to find a source below the radar. This is far from impossible, as all of the above listed products are made in various corners of MA. The fated also, more often than not, either have a parent or guardian sponsoring their way into MA. this can be a source of somewhat more expensive items like Phones or Computers up to FM discretion. Taught a lesson: The fated’s classes are guaranteed to give some sort of homework, which can really put a damper on getting to the bottom of just what is going on in this school-centric dimension. Each week, the fated must pass an academic skill test of the Fatemaster’s Choice, with a TN of the fatemaster’s choice. During each dramatic time, the fated may discard a twist card as a (0) action, and come up with a reason this encounter is relevant to the week’s assingment. If the fatemaster finds it sufficiently convincing, the fated gains a the following condition until the test is made: “Hard knocks+1: this character gets +1 to their next assignment flip”. Characters who fail more than three consecutive assignment flps are considered to be “in detention”. Characters in detention will be confronted by any members of the student council they would meet should they be seen outside of their scheduled movements, and may not attend club actvities, as they are forced to report to the study hall during that time. Members of the council in detention lose all priviliges of their position, if they are not simply kicked out for meeting inattendance. Detention ends for a student if either the next assignment is passed, or if one of the failing grades is somehow “rectified” through whatever means become necessary. Enforced Schedule: Classes at Malifaux Accademy run 7 to 4, monday through friday, with club activities scheduled from 4-6, depending on running time, with club membership requiring attendance of at least one meeting per week. Outside of that, the school is off limits to all students, save for portions of the council’s underlings with the “Nightwatch” dispensation. Any council member encountering a fated without such a dispensation outside of hours will become hostile immediately, unless they have sufficient reason to do otherwise.
  17. Sunspotter

    Thorough School Curriculums, For non-students

    Dramatis Personae, Cliques Majoris (Guild) The Student Council Those for whom the status quo works. Lucius Matheson, Student Council President Sometimes it seems as if a student is trying too hard to have a sterling college resume. Violin, Fencing, Insectoid Sciences, and a longstanding spot on the student council, eventually ascending to the seat of president. Lucius is a man with a mission, though no two can agree on what that mission is. Being one of the few students who sees the principle without being expelled, he perpetually seems to know something other students don’t. Some have even posited that the Principal is long dead, and that Lucius’ Iconic mask simply serves to hide his smug grin whenever he mentions “orders from the top” Lady J, Secretary of Security Every student has a name somewhere on the school’s roster, Save for one. In place of a name, she’s known by her Pseudonym. Her Position. What She’s Seen as by the staff. Lady Justice. She is Judge, Jury, and judging by the blade on her back, Executioner. It’s her job to make sure that when things go wrong, they’re corrected as quickly as humanly possible, if not quicker. Once you’ve done something the council finds objectionable, someone from her order will hand down your judgement. Her special corps of hall monitors are permitted to make snap judgements, especially when dealing with things that shouldn’t be alive. And if it won’t stay dead no matter what, then Lady J gets called in. Sonnia Cridd, Secretary of Regulation Magic is, by and large, a forbidden practice at Malifaux academy. If a student finds a class on their schedule off of the “Thalarian list”, they must do their best to get re-assigned. But many don’t, for their own reasons. But those that do run the risk of smelling of magic, being sniffed out by the witch hunters, and being brought before Sonnia Cridd. Her iron mask supposedly keeps an utterly wild talent for fire magic relatively tame, but her cruelty supposedly runs unchecked. Behind her office on the edge of the administrative wing lay the disciplinarian room. A tacky place with yellow wallpaper called “the crypt” by those seen it and remained unscathed. Those casters that go through an interrogation in the crypt and come out… their vacant, haunting smiles serve as a warning. Perdita Ortega, Secretary of Incidence You go to class with at least one Ortega. Probably not any of the big business names like Francisco or Nino, probably just one sitting meekly in the seat closest to the door. For some reason, they don’t get in trouble for thumbing through their cellphone, getting a call consisting entirely of screamed Spanish, or subsequently bolting out the door like they got their last tamale from the cafeteria and not their lunchbox. The reason for all this, and Voice on the other end of the line, is Perdita Ortega. It’s her job to make sure that the ridiculous claims of monsters stalking the school halls remains just that, ridiculous. So when she finds some form of other-dimensional thing in dire need of expunging for the sake of the council’s reputation, she knows which of her seemingly infinite siblings to call. As to how she has the free time to prey on the predators of Malifaux academy? You try remembering the names, birthdays, specialties, and schedules of a small army while facing down purple beelzebub, without an IQ that looks like a Zip code. Testing out is basically just an inconvenience. Charley Hoffman, Secretary of Allocation Malifaux Academy has no singular Secretary of the treasury. The department of the treasury looks over a budget that would make G20 countries blush, a duty far too much for one high schooler to handle. Charley Hoffman’s job is far more simple. He makes sure the right groups are getting money, and that the cashflow gets cut to problem areas before there’s a giant robot centipede rummaging around the school and making the trams run slow again. If not, there might not be enough in the coffers to clean up after the latest escapade of the “Holy trinity” of J, Sonnia, and Perdita. (and sometimes Nelly) You wouldn’t even know he suffers from a muscular decay syndrome with just how much he runs around. His rig is, of course, provided by the infinitely kind Viktor Ramos, who of course deserves every cent in their budget, just like the other clubs. If it wasn’t for their innovation, Council constructs like Peacekeepers, Wardens, and Guardians wouldn’t exist, and the school would be that much more dangerous for their absence. Doug McMourning, Secretary of Student Health and Wellness If Malifaux academy had an immune system, you’d be absolutely sure it would be the smiling face of Douglas McMourning. He singlehandedly brought the nursing club back from the brink of irrelevance, and through his ingenious “Uniform Initiative”, brought it into a whole new era of popularity. Of course the boy has some particular leanings, It’s only natural that anyone dealing with health would have to confront the issues with the “low energy student” population. Then again, should someone empathizing with his fellow students be punished? That red mohawk is a trust thing after all. How else would he be able to get through to students past his establishment background? Nelly Cochraine, Head editor of the Malifaux Accademy Times. Nelly is a terribly nosy person. She’s never acknowledged the word Stop, even if it’s been to keep her out of the way of a 30 ton pile of anger and servos. Her particular brand of Mud-slinging gossip/hard hitting journalism, mixed with her utter heedlessness, was recognized as a potential asset by the student council. As long as she’s snooping in the right places, Nelly’s head is regularly patted and she’s praised like a good reporter. She isn’t always able to contain her curiosity though, but then again, that’s what short print runs are for. (Ressers) The Punks Those who wanna see it all burn down. they don't need no education, nor dark sarcasm in the classroom. Anarchy in the MA baby. Shaemus, Uncertain Heartthrob Nobody in Malifaux accademy has had a string of Failed romances longer than Shaemus, nor a list of those Exes that still seem to want to hang around him. Maybe it’s the hat, the animal magnetism, or just the accent, but everyone with a thing for bad boys wants to hop on the first train to Ireland. Whatever begins them all, the same thing tends to end them. His girl crosses him in a bad mood, someone swears they see a fight, but by the next day, she’s utterly fine, if not a little bit pale, and is often seen talking with his long time “back up girl” Sybelle for the seemingly requisite change of wardrobe that comes with membership in the “Shaemus’ Ex” club. If you’re a member of the fairer sex in attendance of the academy, steering clear is a definite advisory, no matter how nice the full ride scholarship with stipends for his capture seems. Grigori Nicodem, Dissatisfied Janitor Anyone who’s attended class while the floors are still wet knows the story. A student with low energy is just a student who’s finally given in and realized just what a school this tyrannical is all about. To someone with ambitions, Nico the Janitor’s speeches are just about as antithetical to having a dream as it could get. Just the ramblings of a coot embittered by his lot in life. But for those who’ve found themselves drained of the will to study, much less go to class, Nicodem becomes less of a damned prophet and more of a Savior. The door to a balcony will be unlocked when you really need to sneak a smoke, or you’ll find a conveniently marked path through the steam tunnels to stealth out for a quick snack. Give it enough time, and maybe you’ll find your way to the loading docks, and the bad boy’s paradise it supposedly harbors, free from the eyes of the student council. Maybe even find enough like-minded students to do something about it. Tara Lathrotep, The Goth All the world is a bleak, black void, and you’d know it if you’d found one of the many journals of navel gazing poetry scattered around the halls, free for anyone to pick up. Now, while the administration loves to relegate the “low energy student” issues to those unfit for academic rigor, it’s rather hard to deny that Tara Lathrotep just a plain zombie. It would be somewhat hard to hide a gaping hole in your chest, but she doesn’t even seem interested in trying. Just writing bad poetry, wearing all black, and seeking out the skittering little monsters that seem particularly drawn to areas she frequents. Or maybe it’s the other way around. But the moment the money for coffee and pilfered cloves runs out, you could almost time her rush to Wyrd’s bulletin board for an olympic sprinting record. Molly Lestrange, The unruly Ex One exception exists to the rule of Shaemus’ Exes becoming Belles of Ill repute around the academy, and that would be an old flame from the Newspaper who tried getting close to write an expose. They lasted the longest out of any of shaemus’ relationships (a shocking 4 weeks) but something about their breakup changed her. Molly quickly tendered her resignation of her seat at the times, wanting to designate her full time to making sure Shaemus knew she could have a life without him. Albus Von Schtook was quickly targeted as a rebound, and his very particular circle of “low energy” friends took to following her around like she’d become queen of the universe. If an LES turf war ever happens, these two will assuredly be behind it. Kiriai Ankoku, Yandere Pray you never meet a wallflower of a girl with black hair. Pray that she doesn’t take a shine to you after you offer her an apple, or some other minor trinket of solidarity. Pray that you have the good graces to run before she nervously asks if you’d want to go on a date. If you’d want an exact pinpoint to where you know you’re screwed, it’s when she starts calling you Sempai. No matter how hard you try, how many people you put between the two of you, or even how thoroughly you think you’re hidden, she’ll eventually think you don’t love her any more. And when that happens, when, not if, she’ll snap. And at that point, you’ve got a week, maximum, before little miss hateful darkblack herself goes full arts and crafts on you with a pair of shears she’s stolen from the gardening club, followed by a soul extraction, so your spooky ghost can love her forever.(please note, girls with green hair won’t get the courtesy of the romance period. It’s basically 0 to stab if she sees you) Reva Brown, the Returned Getting expelled from malifaux academy is a feat unto itself. Getting re-enrolled is a one time occurrence. Reva Brown, ex darling of the HEMA and equestrian clubs, and “falsified” whistleblower on the zombie apocalypse that Malifaux academy totally isn’t screaming face first towards, is a miracle on her own. Something about the expulsion changed her. She still participates in her club activities, but she finds students embroiled in honor code violations, and uses her deep-seated knowledge of the annals of MA’s bylaws to spring them out. If nothing else, her acceptance of students both Low Energy and Non into her ranks makes her a bridge between two worlds. Her compatriots are known to spring back from harrowing events on their own, even if the events make them seem a bit… drained. (Arcanists) The Club Alliance Those who want a school for the students, by the students Viktor Ramos, Engineering Club President Never before has a sophomore gotten pre-emptive acceptance letters from so many Ivy league colleges than Viktor Arturo Ramos, Saint of the Assembly line, and King of Machines. He provides limbs for those who couldn’t dream of affording them otherwise, Helps students struggling with a difficult course, and even assists sections of the Hall monitors that have trouble on their patrols by ramping up automata production. He asks a mere pittance in return; Join a club and follow your dreams. In fact, his saintly behavior earned him an honorary seat on the student council, as official Club emissary. To him, the perfect world would be one in which everyone has their hobby expressed at the school. Another two hours on the day, under his control, and his alone. Rasputina Boskovnova, Winter Sports Team Captain You see, when you think of winter sports, you think of fairies dancing on ice. This is simply not true. To fly through the air, to master the snow, what you need is muscle. Muscle that comes from getting plenty of exercise, and eating the right diet. The winter sports team will make sure you do both. Hockey, Snowboarding, Skiing, even fairy ice dancing. We will work you until you can make gravity look like aging babushka, unable to stop your mighty ascent. And you will eat with us. Many servings of grilled meat for energy, and the greatest protein powder man has ever seen, making soylent looking like baby formula! What is in it… Does not matter. Will not get you arrested. Dr. Ferdinand Markus, Gardening club Sponsor If you’ve ever wanted to hear a long, rambling dissertation on the nature of Darwin’s theories, how they relate to nature, the school environment, and many aspects of modern social media culture, then join the gardening club. Don’t let the near constant shirtlessness of Professor Markus fool you into thinking he’s anything less than a constant, vociferous tirade waiting to happen. It’s rubbed onto his students in various ways, spending hours in the school’s greenhouse and waxing poetic while trying to prune the half million murderous plants kept there. Join today for a vociferous if not life-threatening experience… maybe in retrospect, this is what drove Kiriai crazy... Kaeris Smith, Cooking Club President The tastiest treats in Malifaux academy are made with love and care at the cooking club! Put your skills to the test along with your friends and the angel of Malifaux herself, Kaeris! They even hold contests! And god forbid if you step an inch out of line in the midst of one, or you will be defenestrated from a third floor window with a raucous cry of just what you did wrong, probably being called a donkey while you rethink your life choices on your way to terminal velocity. If you want to call yourself a professional in her kitchen, you better be up to the task of keeping up with a girl who can cook with the flames of her searing hatred. But don’t let the student violently ejected from the door by a fireball and murderous cry of “IT’S FROZEEEN” get you down, the cooking club is fun for everyone! Colette DuBouis, Drama Club Co-ordinator The Malifaux Auditorium may have the largest capacity in the entire school, but if you want quality theater, the Star blackbox is where you’re going to want to head. Colette’s crew of Showgirls are constantly practicing the next Revue, Play, or whatever she knows is going to make her and the drama club the talk of the school for the next few weeks. Plus, as long as the costume budget stays topped off, nobody’s going to mind some of the girls skimming off the top for something nice… they’ll use it in a production eventually... Toni Ironside, Overtaxed Co-ordinator Keep her form up for Boxing on mondays. Regret picking infinite Jest for Literary on tuesday. Dance line wednesday, bring sweats. Free day thursday, not really, because she’s guaranteed to be fixing ramos’ latest mistake. Make sure Kaeris doesn’t actually kill anyone friday, make extra cornbread. Pray for a slow weekend, and MAYBE you can cool off at TCG night with the boys. Such is life when you’re Toni Ironsides. Everything you do is single-handedly dedicated to making sure Ramos doesn’t screw everything up. It’s no small wonder that people think you’re dumb, the only real path that gives you enough time to relax is straight through everything in your way. Sandeep Desai, Culture Club President Sandeep desai is boy of high ambitions. He makes no great effort to fit into the maddening halls of Malifaux Academy, and while that makes him stick out, it makes the draw to his club all the stronger. Sandeep’s goal is one of acceptance in the end, one he seeks to achieve by way of mutual understanding. All cultures are celebrated equally, and when food is to be shared, dishes are encouraged to be brought from home for authenticity. Alright, also because asking Kaeris to cater is like walking into a dynamite factory with a flamethrower. This would all be totally admirable, if sandeep didn’t accept being used like a prop for Ramos’ ends. (Neverborn) The Preps The young and restless, who want malifaux on a silver platter. Lilith Adamswyf, Who everyone wants to be The hottest clothes, the nicest house, all of daddy’s contacts, and an Instagram account with more followers than the population of Paraguay. Life Being Lilith Adamswyf seems to come without a single trouble. But there are things she doesn’t have. Studying for classes is hard, They won’t let your chef into the cafeteria even if he’s so much better than those dumb lunch ladies, so no hot meals mid day, which totally screws with your paleo. Face it, this school knows who should be ruling it… it’s only a matter of time till more students bend at the knee to your little squad than the student council. Amelia Pandora, Lead Cheerleader Pandora can rally up a crowd like nobody else, or put on a set of puppy dog eyes that would make the most stone faced Death Marshal cry for her. Boys line up to be knocked down, and she know that when the time is right, her little sister Candi will be the same way. Of course she’s BFFs forever with Lily, and only the most deserving of the student body gets her Telegram handle… but if she asks something of you, make sure you respond in turn, or you’ll wish you could put the lid back on, because you’ll know what hatred means. Zorida, Head....Something She’s head of the Cafeteria, right? Or wait, was that someone else, the lunch ladies all start looking the same after a while. No, wait, she has to be head of the library. She’s at both locations behind the counter all the time, and she’s always talking with students. Or maybe she just volunteers there… She manages one of the coffee shops in the shopping district maybe? Nobody agrees on what Zorida does, who she is, or where she works. But there’s one thing everyone knows. If she tells you about an omen, you better be watching like a hawk, because missing it could be a death sentence, literally or figuratively. Ben Thompson, Dream Student While most of the younger dream program students had a hard time adapting, one young Benjamin Thompson was quickly snapped up by the most popular group of students at the school. It’s almost as if he’s their mascot, his rather excitable tendencies indulged, and though questionable, his love of coffee is honored just as frequently. He’d be a total success story, if it weren’t for the fact that the rumors of monstrous figures surrounding the Preps seemed to move double time around him. He seems cool with it though, and will totally set you up for a meeting with one mr “chompy bits” if you’re up to play Nicolai Colodious, Legacy Student Nicolai Colodious is a junior at Malifaux Academy, and has been since the breach closed. Of course, you’d have to read the old rosters to know that. Otherwise, he seems just as personable as any other student, and his family’s old estate still stands near one of the edges of the ramrod complex. He considers himself a master manipulator and Socialite, pulling the strings of the social world to make sure things happen to his speculation. He considers his artificial limbs a non-issue, keeping Jacob Lynch in close contact for the most fashionable trends in augmentation money can buy. And if you meet him in person, not a single thing seems artificial about his charm. He’s not the one with strings to hold him down. Titania Caldefwich, Self-appointed Queen A particular relationship exists in high-school socialization that hadn’t been seen since the days of the European noble court. One of mutual hatred coated gently in a sugary glaze of friendship, so that the Silettos could easily be mistaken for Stilettos. Titania and Lilith’s relationship is just that. Each sees herself as the Mean Girl in charge of the popular kids, and the other as a tawdry usurper. But whereas Lilith’s private bonds are more fanatical, hers are more cultivated. Her little court is bound to her every whim, making moves in her stead in the high stakes game of chess that is high school drama. (Outcasts) The Wyrdos Friends of a certain little store... Gustav Von Schill, Mercenary Captain “No, your eyes aren’t lying to you. Yes, there are monsters at malifaux academy. Yes, they’re only the tip of a crazy iceberg. And no, if you stick to the main halls, you probably won’t need our services. But one thing you need to keep in mind is that we’re not cheap, because where the Council has a promise, We have a guarantee. Net Course mean we don’t have classes to miss, so we’ll get you to yours” Such is the rehearsed speech of Gustav Von Schill, given to many a student asking for help with one issue or another. The fight that got the freikorps to where they are turned his hair white at the tender age of 15, but somehow, that doesn’t matter all too much in the face of having a hold on the largest paramilitary in the entirety of Malifaux academy. What student outside the council has his own secretary? How many of them have their own robot? None. And that’s why he loves his job. Seras & Leona Viktoria, The Twins If Seras and Leo didn’t have individual preferences for the weapons they carried when they go adventuring through the deepest, darkest parts of Malifaux Academy, nobody would even be able to tell them apart. They seek one thing, and that’s to learn enough about the school’s layout to be able to sell maps to the Council. They do take other jobs for coin, and have solved more than a few issues on behalf of interested parties, but that’s what their other “sisters” are for. They just want to look for what they know is out there, and pick up some dosh along the way. Jack Daw, School Mascot The malifaux hanged man himself, only he’s not usually too heavy into doing flips when it’s not time for a football game. The student that portrays jack somehow took to never taking off the costume, preferring to leave it on for coursework. It was about after the fifth teacher disappearance that they stopped asking him to take it off. JD’s stunts are legendary, but so is his wrath. Don’t cross him, or anyone within earshot. Because once he’s decided you’re guilty, you’ll pay the price. Hamelin, Nihilist Not much is known about hamelin, because nobody really seems to care. He seems to love screwing with dream program students. He talks with a thick German accent. He believes in Nothing. He is waaaaay too into rats. Has threatened to cut off the “Chonson” of several students. Screws with one particularly unlucky stoner student and his friends in the bowling club. You know what they say about nihilists man... Leveticus Schaumburg, The Connection There is a student commissary, where you can restock on paper, pencils, and all of your school supply needs. And you only go there if you’re a complete moron. Anyone in real need of something goes to Captivating Salvage and Logistics, an unofficial store run out of a lower, arguably not too dangerous floor of the old dorms. Leveticus will have what you need if it can be gotten, for the simple fact that he always seems to be two steps ahead of the curve, possibly the result of his talks with Zorida. If you want to start digging deeper into the history of the academy, Leveticus isn’t the best place to start, he’s the only place. Parker Barrows, Rabblerouser Not many members of Malifaux Academy have served a stint in Juvie, Much less the four Parker has, but the Alabama Juvenile correctional system also had a rather stark realization. Parker was the only inmate beleaguering the guards with Polysyllabic verbiage. So they figured they’d send him to a the only place in the world with a more ironclad grip on their children than them. So far in his tenure, the young mister barrows has already made himself a scholarship-tier bounty, started one of the most ruthlessly efficient gangs in the school’s history, and pulled off (assumedly) more heists in the surrounding neighborhood than any other group, if it could only be pinned on them. Parker, needless to say, Appreciates the transfer. (Grems) The Prodigies The Dream Program, an advanced education initiative for promising youngsters, turns into a nightmare. Sommer Jones, Separated Troublemaker If anyone was good at whipping the Dream students into a frenzy, it was the monolithic personality that was Sommer Jones. He knew exactly how far a can of soda could carry him, and used that knowledge to build himself a fierce loyalty among his followers. He always knows someone that knows to other people, and when he needs something done, a small legion of ankle biters is at his beck and call. Ophelia Lacroix, Greatest Admirer Ophelia wants to be Perdita Ortega. She got her twin Hammerblasts modified to hell and back so they could shoot just like perditas. She trained her somewhat large family to move in as close to a formation they could manage to the Ortegas. She even started branching out and seeing which one of her family members would be most interested in trying to copy the resume of other prominent figures. Perdita knows Exactly one thing about Ophelia: The little twit stole her hat, and she’s going to pay. Daniel Muldeen, Brewmaster Daniel was a star chemistry student earthside, so it was only natural that he ended up qualifying for the dream program to study as a junior student at Malifaux Academy. The boy always had a sweet tooth, so he mostly used his knowledge to brew new and weird kinds of soda. Then some nice girl with kitty ears gives her a huge book of recipes, and just asks for some chemicals to be synthesized in return? Malifaux was turning out to be a better place than he imagined! Largely, The brewmaster as he’s now called uses his friends and a few strategically made constructs to get his sodas, chemicals, and whatever else to where they need to go. He’s even tried infusing them with magic, which has led to… interesting results to say the least. Jinny “Ma” Tucket, Princess of the kitchen Of all the things people expected, Kaeris taking on a Dream student as a Protegee was about the last. Her “Favorite spoon” was almost comically large, and her relatively close friend group seemed antithetical to the firebrand that was Kaeris. She liked recipes far simpler than Kaeris’ chosen masterpieces. It was a mystery, until someone burned a pot of beans in her presence. One case of assault and battery with a kitchen utensil later, and it all made sense. Odysseus Ulix, Young Stitcher Odysseus Ulix likes to sew. He likes to sew quite a bit in fact, and does so with incredible efficiency. It’s a rare day that his room doesn’t have some new plush for him to go to sleep with, or a gift for another student in the dream program whose first time it is away from home. They can be cartoony, Lifelike, or some point between the two. In fact, his plushies have been so vivacious as of late, they’ve began to walk around of their own accord. Not to worry though, he may have a bad leg, but he can still ride luna to help him catch any escapees. Leon Wong, Showstopper Leon’s story is one of simplicity as much as it is direct. On the train to malifaux, his hobby bag, originally filled with stage magic props, somehow got infested with other-dimensional demons that taught him magic of the non-stage variety. He still loves putting on shows, promoted by close friend Burt Jebsen, and with assistants chosen from fellow classmates. He had to start hosting them in the park as opposed to theaters, apparently the Council doesn’t take too kindly to starting fires. Nick “Zapp” Turner, Compulsive Inventor Nick was another clear shot for the dream program. As someone who’d been immersed in the cutting edge of engineering science from birth, the boy had an almost primal compulsion to see if he could take things apart and put them back together again. Then he’d challenge himself to see if he could do it better than it was originally. By the time his talent was noticed and he was headed to learn at Malifaux Academy, he could make foam darts out speed Railgun projectiles. Really, the airship and jetpack were just par for the course. (TT) The Shadow Brokers Weeaboos with a shady mission, and it's not just to be Hokage... Misaki Katanaka, president of the “Japanese animation appreciation” club Malifaux academy doesn’t have a school uniform. Common decency generally prevents someone from going Nya after more than one sentence. And admittedly, while those robotic kitty ears are cool in theory, having a pair of giant emotion telegraphs on your head are a bad idea. Literally none of this has stopped Misaki Katanaka. She heads the more obnoxious of Malifaux Academy’s two anime clubs, and the visibility is thanks to her father’s unrelenting praise and sponsorship. She’s more than a bit excited whenever she gets to hook up a new Nakama with some hot gear, because she knows the power of friendship. And how to turn someone into sashimi with a polearm if they break their end of a bargain. That helps too. Mei Feng, Robotics Club President Mei was never one to mince words, and while she will begrudgingly admit that Misaki is somewhat cute when she doesn’t want to strangle her until the cat ears pop off, she is utterly clear in her motives. The robotics club is her own. She does what she does to advance the science of prosthesis for those unfortunate enough not to have a choice. She’d rather not compete in a sport despite her martial aptitude because it would take time out of her schedule that other people deserve more than she deserves glory. She answers to both Misaki and Ramos, but when they both leave her to her own devices, her inferiors know she answers to their devotion in her workshop, nicknamed the Foundry. They know she has a plan, and they want to see it through. Jacob Lynch, Dealer with a full hand The prospect of a card game with a virtual reality component already sounds tempting, but when you’re a top-tier player by the name of Jacob Lynch, you’re going to be going all in until you have eye strain from the VR system. You could already win games with your eyes closed, so keeping in the money to keep playing should be simple right? But then your deck keeps bricking, and you keep making bad calls on other player’s games, and eventually, the pair of crazies that run the establishment are breathing down your neck to pay them back. Then some Nutcase with cat ears bails you out entirely and buys it out in your name, as long as you start peddling her supposedly delicious snack food. Whatever, you don’t touch the stuff, and you’ve got a VR system of your own now to take your Pistoleiro Shrimps deck on the road. Yan Lo, Generational Student Yan is a student expected to succeed where every single member of his family up to him has failed. His older brother Izamu committed suicide from shame after dropping out of the initial class. Toshiro, Yin, and Chiyaki all were lost when the breach swallowed their class, and now he’s got their legacies to singlehandedly live up to, even after a bad case of Lethargy starts to kick in. his one lucky break is that he seems to be able to call them back for a little bit of help, even if it means going back to the hoakey rituals his hyper-traditionalist parents taught him. Really, all he wants to do is watch Anime and chill, apparently too much to ask from a place like this. Lucas McCabe, Serial Adventurer Lucas’ story is one of an incredibly bizzare loyalty split. Originally, his calling was to the Student Council, his sentenced to detention removed by none other than Lucius Matheson, who wanted him to do what he was already doing, but on a council bankroll. This was all well and good until a trek up to one of the dorms revealed a hidden operation of the Thunders, leaving everyone but him dead. Now he’s in a back and forth split, trying to serve Lucius and Misaki, while doing his best to make them run headlong into one another, and leave him be long enough to pull of a new expedition. The boy has always had more pulp novels than sense. Jacob Shenlong, Karate team captain The sports complex has always been known as a somewhat dangerous place between the halls, but once one gets into a room it seems to be relatively safe. Unfortunately, Jacob Shender’s quest to find an area to make into a Dojo to start a Karate club got him exactly what he wished for… unfortunately, the space was also some long-forgotten meditative temple, so it also had the side effect of violently merging his soul with an ancient Draconic sass machine. With a new moniker, Jacob Shenlong enlisted the help of Misaki to help him solve his predicament, on the stipulation that he train initiates in the meantime. The dragon is pleased. Jacob usually isn’t. Asami Tanaka, Horror movie Fanatic Asami doesn’t Dislike every anime the club shows, but it’s usually only around halloween that they start filtering out the garbage and get to the good stuff. Maybe it’s fitting that she looks like something out a studio toho production, because horror is her bread and butter. She tried starting a horror club, but most of the students ended up dropping after one meeting. Perhaps Audition was more of a meeting three movie. No matter, most of the club members leave her alone, which means she has more room to practice her art, and watch just how the demons in her favorite movies show up so she can snag a couple.
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    The Stone Corpses

    This is the kind of stuff I like to see.
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    Enbalmed Zombie Limbs (For non zombies?)

    Part 7: In which the first, of many, mistakes are made
  20. Good news, in the space of me making my last post and now, I have found my laptop bag! It was somehow at my house despite multiple people telling me that I’d left it somewhere! There’s a comment I vaguely remember about gift horses and mouths, so I shall not dally on this any longer. New thread time! Yes, It’s time for yet another of these repositories of homebrew insanity, but this one is far closer to my first, insofar as it’ll have singular large aspects that require a huge commitment to see how they do what they do, but rather individual bits and pieces that can be played with by Fatemasters and fated alike, but as you can probably guess by the title, this time around, we’re messing with a rather hush-hush kind of new toy I said it and I meant it, this isn’t going to be a carbon copy of Robots, though it may share similar elements with it. it took me a little while to accrue some of the facts for this dumb little thread (and a good bit of awkward googling) I finally feel confident in actually dropping this monstrosity like a sack of potatoes. Also, this is thread may be edited, I’m going to check the various features in TTS once I get it, and depending on some of the content, some crunch may be added or altered gently I’m actually going to put in a little bit of a general content warning here. The big difference in this thread from robots is that this one is going to involve the making of these zombie accessories, and a decent number of the gruesome details involved therein. If you don’t want to see some weird stuff, this thread isn’t for you. Then again, I also feel that in the insanity of the ressers faction as a whole, this warning is also kinda moot because let’s face it guys, if you’ve paged through the core books, you’re probably a bit more than ready more than ready for this kind of stuff. As per the suggestion of the mods, I’m going to be spoiler my posts in this threads. So once again, a bit of blood and minor guts are in this thread. This is creative necromancy people, not your daddy’s one and done zombies. If you’re going to make a cool zombie, you’re gonna have to desecrate a few corpses. As one final disclamer, I’d usually say don’t do this, or don’t try this at home, but really now I just don’t want to be held accountable. Anybody that would isn’t going to be stopped by any sort of gentle advisory, that’s what swat teams and/or exorcists are for
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    Enbalmed Zombie Limbs (For non zombies?)

    So, I'm back, and this time, I'm not just being lazy. New Job, seeking publishers for a book, and planning to do so many different things, Combining with losing my Art/RP bag again and a computer crash I'm not sure if I've mentioned has led me towards doing a whole lot of nothing. I'm still planning on doing another Anniversary post for GRL, and I'm working on it now. It's going to be another catalogue post, because I want to let options go wide before they go narrow again. once I get my hands on Into the Bayou and book 4, I'll probably have more fodder for further material. same things goes for any materials for The Other Side. I'm pretty sure I'm going to shoot for 1 update per month this coming year (unless something/someone compels me to try and shoot above that) so I can stay remotely consistent. that is until my project comes to fruition, and I post something so horrendously silly and intricate I get honor banned from the forum. It is still coming. classes are going to be enrolling soon Part 6: In which someone redefines "Brick house"
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    December 5th - TOS Allegiances

    Robot Africa here I come!
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    My Into the Steam review

    THIS MAN SPEAKS THE TRUTH seriously, Into the Steam is one of the great supplements for gaming, period. I'd rank it up there with books like Gurps: Cyberpunk and the X Power series from D&D 4.0 as to just how much it did for the game, how amazing the formatting change was to help classes become more easily readable (side note: I'd gladly drop the extra scrip for a revised core book that revised the formatting to that of the more recent supplements) and just how nice it was to have all that lore relevant to the PCs presented in book.
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    Guild Executioners - lore question

    I think you're coming at it from the wrong direction. while the outcasts have the main theme of "everyone else" which makes it hard for them to make a centralized book for (hence mason's confirmation that they're sort of stratafied wherever it fits) Even though the Thunders are infiltrators, they all answer to one central authority; Misaki's dad The Oyabun. even though they're everywhere, their identity as a faction is solidly rooted in the three kingdoms (I have a long running theory that every TT master represents an asian country, with Lynch and McCabe being Hong Kong and Shanghai) Ergo, it wouldn't be hard to make a TT book, it would just need to focus on Three Kingdoms Pursuits. My guess would probably be Adventurer (if malifaux's got pulp subthemes, wild adventure in asia minor is as pulp as pulp gets) Ancestralist (Ghost eater was a good start, but Yan Lo has always had major Ancestral sub themes that would take a whole pursuit to cover) Bozoku (Gang member, for the TT brothers) Courtesan (it'd probably be a social pursuit with an assassination subtheme) Dealer (Double Entendre, thy name is lynch) Majo (Oni/Blood Magic user) Monk (With seperate paths for each of the river devotions) Railworker/Foundryman (It feels like there's more to the foundry than we're seeing) Samurai (duh) And the last class could easily be some sort of elementalist or eastern mage and the widely awaited 11th class, Shounen Protagonist As far as advanced Pursuits, TT archer, Katanaka Sniper, Student of Many Styles (for monk), A samurai enhancement AP (think lone swordsman), and a street boss AP are all obvious choices, but quite honestly, if you closed your eyes, opened any malifaux book to the Ten Thunders section and put your finger down on the page, it would probably be justified as an advanced pursuit. The book could also integrate diferent styles of Martial Arts, either in similar function to magical theories, or in further depth through Skill-enhancing talents. it could also serve to give us a window into just what the Three Kingdoms are like Earthside. I could say a million different things that could be added, but the idea has quite a bit of potential to expound on a very mysterious faction.
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    Guild Executioners - lore question

    I don't know about the TT (While i'll be disappointed if they never get one, I'm apparently committed to writing the thing myself) But I beleive it was mentioned somewhere that the original book was essentially supposed to be the outcast book, with the various jobs being easily linked to mercenary professions. I'd also think if they really wanted to do outcast stuff, the faction is so fragmented due to it's rather literal hodgepodge nature that it would almost have to be entirely Advanced Pursuits to get the fated acting as a member of a specific group contained within the faction.
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