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Category: OS Roleplaying Logs

Harshed Glow

Posted on April 20, 2014 By Brody No Comments on Harshed Glow

Here’s the first official roleplaying scene from the new Earth grid featuring Busby, the CEO of Spark, and Rodger Harrison, a corporate security officer: Standing near the Research Wing of the East Rotunda is a larger gentleman. Given his bulk, sunglasses, and the presence of an empty holster, it’s hard not to guess that he’s…

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Life Goes On

Posted on February 9, 2014 By Brody No Comments on Life Goes On

This roleplaying event took place in-game on OtherSpace on Feb.8 , 2014. Support the MUSH during our 2014 Olympic Fundraiser using the PayPal button on the right side of this page:

As repair work continues on the Galaxy Galleria, Comorro remains adrift not far away. She has remained largely silent in the days since she announced that she was dying and that she would give birth to an infant Yaralu.

Tharsis is presently sitting in a folding chair beside, well, himself, staring out through the landing bay’s opening to Comorro floating beyond, his expression not wavering as he contemplates. The expression could be said to be one of shock, but a fair amount of sadness.

Kethren hops off the shuttle with a sad expression, and a sad looking calico ser on his shoulder. Coming up behind him is the perpetually cranky guard, Butch. Butch’s macrame is improving. It definitely looks more like an owl than an amorphous blob this time.

Jocaira, having stopped at REM’s temporary home on the Baile to suit up, exits a shuttle looking prepared for the best, the worst, and damn near everything in between. She is laden with medkits and an assortment of armaments intended on discouraging shenanigans and/or ‘salvage’ efforts. Her expression is not shocked and fairly grim.

Alastair Hall is seated at the edge of the landing bay, as close to Comorro as he can physically get. He’s clearly the worse for wear – his red coat smeared in various ichors, dark circles under his eyes from constant chemically-aided wakefulness, and his cybernetic leg is wrenched at an odd angle. The doctor is surrounded by various medical equipment, with tubes snaking across the distance to feed Comorro a steady drip of fluid. A hairless cat sleeps atop one of the warm machines, clearly unbothered by all of it.

James Sterling follows along behind Jocaira, similarly outfitted, though his gear is more toward the armament side than the medical side. He takes in the assemblage of people and whale with a neutral expression.

The voice of Comorro transmits over the general frequency: “The time…has come. I must make the final jump…to oblivion. But first, my thanks…to those who helped…bring us home. And Dr. Hall…for the comfort of these final days…”

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Classic OtherSpace Log: Ambulance Chasing

Posted on December 1, 2013 By Brody No Comments on Classic OtherSpace Log: Ambulance Chasing

Nemoni pirates attack Ungstir, but that doesn’t stop a defense attorney from doing his job!
Residential District

A model of efficiency in both design and use of materials, the residential district of the Ungstiri community of Resilience consists of a series of caverns that once served the planetoid’s mining operations – which were moved deeper into the world remnant after the Ungstiri were forced to make their home on this last surviving chunk of the shattered colony planet.

The twisting passages lead to various caverns that have been converted into “hole-in-the-wall” habitats, home to extended, multigenerational families. The Ungstiri are a tight-knit, stick-together people, and often connect to each other’s homes and share in the responsibilities for raising and caring for the offspring.

Some communal caverns are used for teaching centers, while a few toward the surface of the planetoid provide windows onto the cosmos where Ungstiri may go to pay tribute to the spirits that guide them.

Jacob walks through the smoky haze between the district and the commons, briefcase in hand, coughing and waving his hand in front of his face.

Red Wolf inhales to yell to Mrs. McGrath, but only gets a lungful of smoke, starting a coughing fit as his eyes stream with tears. He keeps a tight hold on Teel’s hand, starting to lead towards the sound of the voice.

Teel and Red Wolf are deep in the residential district, staggering through the smoke towards the McGrath home. Coughing, Teel lowers her head, weakly yelling, “…ma?”

Jacob works his way through the smoking nightmare of the residential district, coughing. “Is there…*gak!* someone in charge *glurg!* around here?”

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Classic OtherSpace Log: Saiidyr’s Crossing

Posted on December 1, 2013 By Brody No Comments on Classic OtherSpace Log: Saiidyr’s Crossing

There’s one rule on Tomin Kora – Don’t cross the Boss. What happens when the rule is violated? Saiidyr finds out…

Conference Room

A brightly lit room with slit windows overlooking the city of Shadowheart. Taking up most of the room is an oval mahogany table surrounded by a dozen black leather chairs. Holographic emitters mounted on the ceiling are aimed at the center of the table. A stylized C gleams in steel on one wall. Guards stand on either side of the door.

The Tomin Nebula shimmers through the transparent dome overhead.

Falkenberg walks in to the conference room a bit warily. He limps a bit, his peg leg thumping on the floor.

Neidermeyer stands, staring out the angled window. A chill breeze hisses past the slightly open pane as he stares down at the city. His hands are clasped behind his back. Two human guards flank him, eyes locked on the doorway. As Falkenberg enters, they bring the guns up. Neidermeyer hears the sound, then looks up, seeing the reflection in the glass. “Ah, Johnny boy. Good evening.”

Falkenberg’s face tightens a bit at the word “Johnny.” But he forces a smile and nods. “Mr. Neidermeyer. I have just now returned to Tomin Kora from Nephthys, which I must say is a singularly boring place these days. Not like it once was.”

Neidermeyer arches an eyebrow. Slowly, he turns to face Falkenberg. “Can’t say I’d know anything about that. Never spent any time offworld – well, besides the usual patrols or journeys to Mars – before the revolution.” He curls a wry smile. “But enough ancient history. Let’s talk about right now. You’ve heard about these fiends in the CHPMF, I assume?”

Falkenberg nods. “I read the news regularly, Mr. Niedermeyer. I must say it seems to me they misnamed the organization. CHUMP sounds more like it.”

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