#lancerttrpg

[slappycat]

made some days of the week gifs for my lancer server.

[brazengears]

ages ago i said something about an art backlog, and im finally posting some stuff from that. I was in a pretty cool custom lancer campaign for a good while and i had so much fun drawing things for it :3 this is the first version of Antir, a mourning cloak/pegasus mix, but i refined him into something pretty different as time went on. He's piloted by Juliet Colm. She's from a long line of SSC lancers and has some big shoes to fill.

[drabasp]

I think half of all Lancer arguments on this site could be resolved by internalizing the fact that all of the "good" factions have flaws and its fine for those flaws to be disqualifying for some people. We don't all have to agree on this.

[saper1209]

Woe, Vestan Cataphract (as my friend, who is about to run Solstice Rain, sees it at least) be upon you!

yes, i am still alive and occasionally do kitbashes

[she-who-paints-with-fire]

COFFEE AND TEA

"That barista was glaring at me," Lux muttered as she sat down beside Sasha in the little cafe they'd found to relax in during the court's recess.

"Yeah, they did it to me, too," Sasha replied, cradling her bone-white coffee mug. "He doesn't seem too fond of our kind."

"What, DoJ/HR?"

"No," Sasha shook her head. "Women."

A friendly silence settled between the two as they both took long sips from their respective drinks.

Lux sighed, making the steam rising from her cup curve around her breath. "Fucking misogyny."

"Thank Christ-the-Buddha it isn't prevalent."

"So... we're both thinking it," Sasha started, leaning forwards, elbows on the earth-brown linoleum of the table. "Zero has a point."

"He does," Lux replied, with another, deeper sigh. "Signal is guilty--we both know it--but even if they weren't, it wouldn't matter."

"So what do we do?"

"What can we do?" Lux asked back. "Either we pull out, meaning that Signal will definitely get a sham trial, or we stick around, and lend legitimacy to a trial that isn't legitimate at all."

"And if Zero was going to ask for a mistrial, he'd have done it already," Sasha agreed. "That's where most of my questions lie, actually. The fuck is he doing?"

"I have no idea," Lux grumbled. Her shoulders raised as her head sunk, making her look rather sulky. "The moment that riots broke out on the Tenacity, the judge was willing to give a mistrial. She doesn't feel any better about this than we do."

"Yeah. You can see it on her face." Sasha drummed her fingers against the side of her coffee mug. "I guess we'll just have to see how this pans out, then go from there."

[belladonna-from-the-abyss]

[loud crashing noises from the captains quarters, is she… having an argument ? No… there’s only her voice emanating into the hallway, but she’s not calling for anyone so why…]

- Sonofa ! I did not [crash] spend an indeterminante amount of years [crash] grieving over dead family and Crew [crash] to then not move on !

- I mean….

- This is the modern day !

[something heavy seems to be being dragged across the metal floor]

- I don’t *need* to dress in double my body weight of armour anymore !

- We may be pirates, but we’re not HA !

- We have Technology ! And money !

[this rant seems to continue for a while, loud enough to be heard by any of the Crew passing nearby, or even just on the same deck]

[elliegoose]

i am so good at naming lancer NPCs

[mrragepenguin]

WOOPS. I forgot to mention that I finished the project. Balor is all done