tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61081972009-02-21T00:30:51.786-05:00Traveller's LogThe online journal of Isis, a traveller in the year 1120 of the Third Imperium, year 5641 by the Solomani (Earth) calender.Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01075925286591972233noreply@blogger.comBlogger272125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1136230436445049392006-01-02T14:31:00.000-05:002006-01-02T14:33:56.456-05:00Podcasts Now OnlineGo to our website to listen to Traveller's Log - The Adventures of Isis as a podcast. New podcasts are being posted every day.Other Traveller podcasts are also in the works so watch the website for info.Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01075925286591972233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1135123101478570212005-12-20T18:48:00.000-05:002005-12-20T19:14:14.513-05:00New WebsiteI just set up a new website at AmandaDickersonRPG.tripod.com.Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01075925286591972233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1135035339845045392005-12-19T18:34:00.000-05:002005-12-19T18:35:39.856-05:00Psionics Institutes Now AvailablePsionics Institutes is now available from Steve Jackson Games!Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01075925286591972233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1114095168798491762005-04-21T09:38:00.000-05:002005-04-21T09:52:48.803-05:00Status ReportTraveller's log is still on hiatus due to the contract the author has with Steve Jackson Games which prevents her from writing any Traveller related material while under contract. The manuscript for Psionics Institutes is completed and in the hands of the talented editors at Steve Jackson Games. The publishing process is slow, and there is no telling how long it will be before thatAmandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01075925286591972233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1081700610995496052004-04-11T11:23:00.000-05:002004-04-11T11:35:21.873-05:00On Hiatus
Traveller's Log has reached the end of "Chapter One" and is going on hiatus. The author has several high priority projects which must be completed on schedule. Amanda Dickerson is working closely with the editors of GURPS Traveller to produce a sourcebook called "Traveller: Psionics Institutes". She is also working on revisions for a game book called "A Tangled Web" for Rogue Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01075925286591972233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1081431603922771202004-03-28T21:39:00.000-05:002004-04-08T08:43:51.746-05:00NEBULOUS -- Night 7
As I look back, I wonder if things could have happened any other way. If somehow the universal plan had meant for things to turn out the way they have.
After I left Jinny, I quickly made my way through the starship. The bodies would be found soon and I wanted to be off this ship and off the high starport before then. Jinny had the foresight not to keep the Grimola with Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1081373488782100302004-03-28T17:31:00.000-05:002004-04-07T17:07:26.123-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 7
I planted myself beneath the room where Jinny was staying and waited. We docked at the orbiting spaceport and while most everyone else was butting their way through the crowd, Jinny hadn't left her room. After a long time, I grew tired of waiting and went looking for her. I had to go quite a ways out of range to reach the steps to the next level. The crowds were still Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1081001419877820252004-03-27T09:13:00.000-05:002004-04-03T09:14:01.293-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 6
We'll be coming out of Jump tomorrow. Champa has a large starport and I don't want to let Jinny get out of my sight or I might not be able to find her again. We are well into the Harlequin Subsector now. She'll probably have no shortage of assistance now, which is probably why she dumped me.
I've packed what little I have, with only my boot knife for a weapon, and I am Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1081000180338830862004-03-26T08:49:00.000-05:002004-04-03T09:00:57.996-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 5
Jinny left the Comm hack in place and I am able to monitor inner-ship communications. I have enough food to last two people the rest of the trip, so I'm sitting tight for now.
Unfortunately, it has given me time to worry. I feel the weight of expectation from my comrades, especially Jack and Herlioni. If chasing after Jinny was something I was doing for myself, I would Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080827935536727572004-03-25T20:57:00.000-05:002004-04-01T09:02:33.436-05:00NEBULOUS -- Night 4
This is the second Jinny has ditched me, and it is pretty clear to me that she intended to do this the first time and ran into trouble.
It doesn’t make sense for her to do this now, in the middle of a jump. And what of her relationship with Herlioni? Wouldn’t he have noticed any deception?
Frustrated, hungry and tired, I set aside these worries for a few minutes and ateIsishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080770583082381542004-03-25T03:08:00.000-05:002004-03-31T17:06:40.873-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 4
I left Jinny the laser pistol and instructed her not to open the door unless she hears the series of knocks we decided on.
The hallways were fairly busy for the time of night. I walked calmly even when I passed security. I was sure to make eye contact and nod a non-committal hello and keep a steady pace.
The commissary caters to passengers who like to eat in and the staffIsishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080769985400290272004-03-25T00:46:00.000-05:002004-03-31T16:56:42.496-05:00NEBULOUS -- Night 3
So far, so good. Apparently the 'victims' as they are calling the wounded, are not talking with the ship's security. They flashed their military credentials and the matter has been officially dropped. Which is strange to me, since they could press the crew into searching for us.
Jinny and I have not left the cabin even to eat. I'm starving. I am thinking about making Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080658713973501542004-03-24T13:57:00.000-05:002004-03-30T10:02:10.030-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 3 (afternoon)
Since Herlioni trusted me to ‘watch out for everyone’s interest’, I have not let Jinny out of my sight. When I awoke this morning, I found the cabin empty.
I checked around for a note, but didn’t find one. I opened the door and looked both ways, no one was in the hall. I quickly got dressed, making sure to stick my knife in my boot and my laser pistol at the Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080653300858839492004-03-24T03:27:00.000-05:002004-03-30T08:33:20.280-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 3 (early morning)
The starship’s laundry facility is larger than some of the starships I have traveled on. We snuck inside during the slower night shift, but still the place was bustling. Once we got inside, we hid behind a dirty laundry bin and waited for an opportunity to sneak over to the clean linen racks. We waited nearly a half hour and I was starting to think the Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080565871980192542004-03-23T23:10:00.000-05:002004-03-29T08:17:00.686-05:00NEBULOUS -- Night 2
After some planning, Jinny and I were ready to hack the computer system. We discovered that only one young medical technician was assigned to the sick bay during ship’s night. He would call for help if anything serious came up, but minor problems he could handle. So I gave myself a minor problem. I used my boot knife and ever so slightly cut my scalp inside the hairline.Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080505693541723552004-03-23T15:21:00.000-05:002004-03-28T15:31:46.873-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 2
So far so good. Jinny and I have been moving from one public area to another, trying to avoid notice. She is familiar with big transport ships like this one, and has pointed out some potential hiding places in case we need them. We take turns sleeping and then only in a few hour intervals. We are going to raid the laundry service room during the next ship's night and try toIsishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080407104133144472004-03-22T00:05:00.000-05:002004-03-27T12:32:08.293-05:00NEBULOUS -- Day 1
Jinny and I are aboard the massive transport vessel NEBULOUS. We are stowaways at this point. I have just enough for a low passage for both of us, but I definitely don't want to register as passengers until we have Jumped. Passenger logs are reported to the starport and the Navy might be able to stop or track us.
We don't even leave orbit for another few hours. We haveIsishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080325753300029772004-03-21T13:28:00.000-05:002004-03-26T13:33:53.420-05:00ARIEL -- Day 1 (afternoon)
I spotted Jack, sensed him really, entering the huge lounge. I stood up to wave him over and then I saw the knot of military rushing toward him. He must have noticed my shock, or perhaps Herlioni beside me sent him a message, but either way, Jack broke into a run and took off, leading them away.
“We have to help him,” I said.
Herlioni caught my arm. “We have to Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1080050438200375382004-03-21T08:49:00.000-05:002004-03-23T09:04:04.590-05:00ARIEL -- Day 1
We arrived at the port city of Duaridun without much trouble. The city is swarming with military searching for us. I gather they searched the CAPELLIAN and spoke with the crew. A quick check with the traffic controllers and they will know where two escape pods landed. The smart money would bet that we'd show up in the port city eventually looking for transport.
Jack and Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1079963046332879762004-03-20T08:43:00.000-05:002004-03-22T08:47:30.936-05:00CAPELLIAN -- Day 13
For a long time Jack sat on the floor quietly, his eyes closed. Finally, he opened his eyes and spoke. “Isis, there should be a power cable for the bridge. Find it and figure out how to disable it, but don’t do it yet. Cobalt, find the emergency back-up power system and the engine rapid shut down switches.”
I had to search through several wall panels before I found Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1079887999538221202004-03-19T17:50:00.000-05:002004-03-21T12:32:38.826-05:00CAPELLIAN -- Day 12 (evening)
Jack and I were in the hallway when a sound of crashing metal echoed from the engine room. We started down the hall toward it, when Herlioni's mental warning stopped us. The crew were trying to divide and conquer us. That's when we heard the galley doors slip shut and clank with the magnetic lock.
Raginer and Cobalt were under attack in the engine room. Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1079833236532130772004-03-19T14:49:00.000-05:002004-03-20T20:43:59.093-05:00CAPELLIAN -- Day 12 (afternoon)
The engine noise has grown worse and the engineer has 'drafted' Cobalt and Raginer to assist him. I'm not sure what good he thinks those two will be. Perhaps heavy parts or equipment needs maneuvered.
Gray doesn't like the situation. I've noticed that he has positioned himself and Jinny near an escape pod. Herlioni, who won't leave Jinny's side is also Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1079832772340126792004-03-19T08:30:00.000-05:002004-03-20T20:38:14.810-05:00CAPELLIAN -- Day 12
Herlioni and Jinny have been huddled in the corner of the galley this morning, their fingers interlaced and whispering. I think their romance hit them both quiet suddenly, much like it did with Jack and I. I wonder if that is particular to telepaths.
The engines have been making a different harmonic sound than usual, and the tension from the crew is palpable, not only Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1079699083623940922004-03-18T07:23:00.000-05:002004-03-19T07:28:04.090-05:00CAPELLIAN -- Day 11
Jack and I had retired to our cabin for the evening, as had most everyone else, except Cobalt who was standing watch in the galley. Unexpectedly, we both were washed over with a wave of sensuality. We clung to each other almost desperately, giving in to the feeling. Later, exhausted, Jack started chuckling.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“Herlioni has no self control.” Isishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108197.post-1079567813162037962004-03-17T18:56:00.000-05:002004-03-17T19:08:47.060-05:00CAPELLIAN -- Day 10
Marmot and Raginer, our two Solomani hot-heads, got into a shoving match in the galley this morning. I missed how it started, but Raginer tossed Marmot across the room and knocked over a table and some chairs. There was a short scuffle, but the captain and Gray managed to break them up. Once it was over, the captain ordered all of us to stay in our cabins for the rest ofIsishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195900585961972908noreply@blogger.com