#riplash

Sorry, this is about 4 months late, and I’ve got tons of stuff to catch up on, but just as a reminder, a friend has been running a GURPS campaign set in the transformers universe on Cybertron during the war for Cybertron. There’s three members of the game, Blacktip, called Blip, an ex Decepticon jet (me), Riplash, a motorcycle weapons developer, and Domino a femme weaponizer minicon.

We killed Starscream in the last session, and it was fantastic, but now the base is damaged.  I think there’s something shady going on with Domino as she doesn’t join us for the next few missions (her player plays as different transformers on loan from Autobot command)

-Session 9-

Riplash: Domino is working as slave labor to repair the decagon

Riplash: which came first, the chicken or the shock absorbers

Riplash: I’m so used to ignoring what blacktip says, now I have to ignore what jazz says

Riplash: oh jazz, can I be your apprentice, will you teach me the ways of jazz?Blacktip: something, something, feel the rhythm

Riplash: Ah, yes, the ancient and powerful concept of the mystical warehouse

Riplash: It seems like a good time to pray: our riplash, who art in weapons…

-Session 10-

Domino (OOC): “You’re talking like you were drunk and don’t remember this” DM: “To be fair, it was two weeks ago” Riplash (OOC): “I have the memory of a goldfish” Domino (OOC): “a more evolved goldfish” Riplash (OOC): “we’re all more evolved goldfish”

Blacktip (OOC): “To be fair, I have two puppies licking my kneecaps”

Blacktip (OOC): “So it’s got the whir of the engines, but not yet the choopa choopa of the nonsense”

Riplash: “riplash saves the day that's today's episode AND EVERY EPISODE” Blacktip: “except most of them” Riplash: “you can say whatever you want. I don't care, you're not even a BLIP on my radar” Domino: “Alpha Trion is writing this down” Blacktip: “ If I were your acting superior officer, I would RIP you a new one and give you a LASHing” Riplash: “If I were my acting superior officer, I would high five myself” Blacktip: “It’s a good thing that you’ll never achieve any sort of rank then”

Riplash (OOC): “Riplash know good talk word speak”

Talking about clusterbombing an enemy in melee with blacktip Riplash: “The term is ‘acceptable casualties’” Blacktip: “I hate it, but I agree with Riplash”

Blacktip: “Mistakes were made by blacktip” Riplash: “Maybe we should start a book about blacktip’s mistakes” Blacktip: “Except I have literally never claimed to have never made a mistake in my life” Riplash: “That’s your first mistake”

Blacktip: “He only has to duck; he wouldn’t have to crawl.  I could crawl between my legs”

Blacktip: “I’m just going to shoot myself in the face with my energon repair ray.”

Sorry, this is about 3 months late, but I’ve got much less stuff to catch up on, but just as a reminder, a friend has been running a GURPS campaign set in the transformers universe on Cybertron during the war for Cybertron. There’s three members of the game, Blacktip, called Blip, an ex Decepticon jet (me), Riplash, a motorcycle weapons developer, and Domino a femme weaponizer minicon.

Domino is currently trapped in the decagon and so her player has taken over various NPC’s for now

Session 11

Riplash: I guess you could say he KNEE-ded that medical attention

DM: Psychic slap to the brain

DM: Do either of you know who omega supreme is Riplash: sure, that’s what I order when I go to taco bell

Session 12

Spittor (DM): Clearly you didn’t learn your lesson from last time Riplash: And clearly you have not solved your eating disorder since then

Riplash: do transformers have a concept of dabbing because RIPLASH IS DOING THAT RIGHT NOW

Blacktip: are you using me as cover? Riplash: Would I do that? Blacktip and GM in sync: YES!

Riplash (OOC): Riplash has just developed death anxiety

Domino: I’m going to keep wailing on her until she changes her mind or stops being ugly

DM: He tosses a grenade at you Blacktip: I’m going to try to swat it aside, because dammit I’m an American *promptly misses the roll*

So a friend has been running a GURPS campaign set in the Transformers universe during the war for Cybertron.  We’ve got 3 players Blacktip “Blip” (me, an ex-’con jet), Domino (a femme weaponizer minicon), and Riplash (a motorcycle weapons developer).  We play on Roll20 and Discord.

Riplash: “shall we go to Bosstimus Prime?”

Riplash: “we had to go do a thing for a guy who we didn’t like very much”

Domino: “is that vision or pain?”

Blacktip: “all the cool kids are defecting.”

So, we just had the first session of a new campaign set in the transformers universe during the war for cybertron.  We’ve got 3 players, Blacktip “Blip” (an ex ‘con jet; me), Domino (a femme weaponizer minicon), and Riplash (a motorcycle weapons developer).  These are a few quotes from the session.

Riplash to Blacktip “I guess not everyone can have good taste”

Riplash to Optimus “How’s it going boss”

Blip (OOC) “I’m not going to snark the prime”

Riplash to Domino “What was that, I can’t quite hear you down there”

Riplash “that’s a great thing to ask ‘you just survived a ship crash, how many of your friends just died’”?

Domino “I have a healthy scientific curiosity, don’t judge me”

Domino “so we’re live bait?”

Riplash “don’t look at it that way, look at it this way, WE’RE LIVE BAIT! :D”

Blip “do not throw our minicon at the enemy”

Riplash “second verse, same as the first, rat-tat-tat”

Blip “questions, concerns, comments, gestures?”

DM “this guy is hella green”

Riplash “but he’s yellow”

So a friend has been running a GURPS campaign set in the Transformers universe during the war for Cybertron.  We’ve got 3 players Blacktip “Blip” (me, an ex-’con jet), Domino (a femme weaponizer minicon), and Riplash (a motorcycle weapons developer).  We play on Roll20 and Discord.

Riplash to Domino “Oh no, now there are 2 of you”

Domino “yes, the rookie needs to keep up and pay attention”

DM as now excited NPC “YOU KNOW THAT SONG?!” Riplash “nope, not at all”

Domino? to Riplash “What’s your problem with short people?” Riplash “I have to look down at them.” DM “your problem is that you have to bend your neck?” Riplash “yep, pretty much.”

Domino to Riplash “you ARE rather distracting”  Riplash “I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not.”

Riplash to Domino “I think the robot chicken is whispering to you” DM “STOP CALLING IT A CHICKEN”

Riplash “I like to imagine that while you're all discussing this i'm screaming in pain in the background: OH THE CYBERHUMANITY”

Riplash “My visor is just flashing error messages”

“Roll for Blam Results”

Riplash “And then he crit me with a rocket launcher…”

Riplash “I want my robomommy”

Blip “Can he be the team lead now?  End my pain.”

DM “I mean, you already beat up the silver one with the purple one; it’s only fair that you beat the purple one with the dead silver one

Riplash “chew on that you scrapheap”

Riplash “I’m just going to make up vaguely mechanical sounding insults from here on”

Riplash “PRISONER! let’s do some interrogatin’ I mean, owwww...”

Sorry, this is about 5 months late, and I’ve got tons of stuff to catch up on, but just as a reminder, a friend has been running a GURPS campaign set in the transformers universe on Cybertron during the war for Cybertron. There’s three members of the game, Blacktip, called Blip, an ex Decepticon jet (me), Riplash, a motorcycle weapons developer, and Domino a femme weaponizer minicon.

Blacktip: they’re both cryptic but where Yoketron is cryptic for the sake of teaching you a lesson, Alpha Trion enjoys being cryptic

Blacktip: Because I hate myself, and by extension, the rest of you

Riplash: come on, this is a collectors item, do you know how much this would go for on cyber ebay

Riplash: hey, Riot, pull my legs GM: I’m pretty sure that would remove most of your leverage Domino: I’m pretty sure that would remove most of your legs

Riplash: everyone likes me, I’m Riplash Blacktip: I don’t like you Domino: I’m going to have to side with Blip on this one

Riplash: If there’s one thing you can trust me with, it’s an extremely deadly weapon Blacktip: I don’t think that’s true

Blacktip: I usher my dysfunctional squadron into the dojo Domino: you mean your children Riplash: you’re not my real dad Blacktip: worse, I’m your commanding officer