Major_Blackhart
Codexia Lord Sodom
Has there ever been a steampunk indie rpg done? Maybe something like some of the stuff out there already (top/3qrtr overhead view) with steam punk elements.
The Dude said:Oh, and Space 1889 which isn't that good.
Miss Wing The Automaton Rogue
Miss Wing, my Automaton Rogue, is shown in her inventory as carrying -90.-2 pounds of equipment, -72% of her capacity. Evidently rogues are lighter on their feet than I had suspected possible. . .
The redoubtable Miss Wing once again has shown the remarkable talents of rogues above and beyond the merely plausible, this time by developing a method of hurling her Oriental chain-hooks through walls and yanking startled victims, frequently through great distances of apparently-solid stone, away from their comrades and within reach of her deadly Titanium fists. This discovery comes hot on the heels of her astounding theft of over 100,000 gold pieces from a roomful of chickens. . .
The analysis of Miss Wing's recent difficulties as the result of stat-switching seems to be entirely accurate. I, of course, have always found Miss Wing an absolutely delightful approximation of a woman, but to my immense surprise it seems that many people find her forceful personality and blood-stained metal fists intimidating in some way. No longer! Her Charm has increased enormously in this process, leaving her with a quite respectable 763. She is now the talk of the town, and I have witnessed young Flower Girls emulating her distinctive mannerisms (throwing Chain Hooks at the vicar and punching him to death). I rest much easier with the difficulties of her Muscle loss offset by the certain knowledge of her ready acceptance by high society when she reachers the surface. . .
The notorious Miss Wing has, at long last, succeeded in her goal of destroying the two principal threats to the Christian world: Dr. Moreau and Fu Manchu.
Little is known about Miss Wing's existence before the beginning of her adventuring career. There is an enigmatic note in her personal profile suggesting that she was once a man, but no heed should be paid to such rumours.
The very beginning of her career was marked by careful management of skills and the industrious accumulation of wealth, the vast majority of which was spent on yet more skill training. Specifically, she worked towards the goals of mastering the skills of martial arts, stealth, throwing, and the skills descended from these, with a significant but incomplete study of the use of devices. Late in her career, when she had vast quantities of skill points to spare, she also put some effort into the study of gadgets. When she began to proceed through the dungeon, it was by means of "difficult"-rated quests one after another, although few of them proved difficult at all.
Her adventures were thrilling and exciting, until one day her stats were shuffled, inflating her Charm and Ego while drastically reducing her Muscle and Agility. Immediately her popularity soared while the exuberance of her adventuring waned. The Titanium-framed Dragon Claw Ninja who once slaughtered her way through a legion of tyrannosauri to destroy their apparent leader, Count Dracula, was nowhere to be seen. She began to withdraw into the woodwork quite literally, using the ninja Passwall ability to spend most of her time in the walls while using Chain Hooks or the Clockwork Carbine to bring enemies to her. She was protected from rockets, but nothing protected her from her growing ennui. New skill points, once a source of joy, accumulated unused, and her deeds of derring-do were less daringly done indeed. Dr. Moreau was dispatched almost casually, and it is uncertain whether the dreaded Fu Manchu was even aware of her presence as he was punched to death from within the walls.
Find enclosed her internal-monitoring punch-card records as of the demise of Dr. Fu Manchu.
Loophole The Automaton Aesthete
Dear Miss Wing, I have recently learned of your efforts to duplicate my feat of reaching the surface world from the "centre of the Earth". You have my best wishes in this endeavour and I look forward to meeting you in person soon. Seeing as how you are an approximation of a woman and I am an approximation of a man, I was hoping you might agree to an approximation of an intimate social rendezvous, to see if there is any possibility of an approximation of romance.
For you see, in spite of my fame and fortune, I feel unfulfilled. As an Aesthete, I need to appreciate beauty. I long for someone to hold in my Titanium Arms [50,+6] (+6 attacks). In here include my official description, although I hope that it is my achievements and simulated personality that you will find most relevant:
You are a robot. You are made from Etheric Mithril. You
became intelligent gradually. You have glass circles for
eyes, a blocky torso, and a pointed head.