Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Best wishes for as Victorian a holiday as you can muster in the 21st century! I found a nice little gift of music for my fellow Steampunk enthusiasts; free Christmas music from the definitely Steampunk themed band Abney Park. Check out their Vault, or just click on these links for some renditions of Little Drummer Boy and Winter Wonderland. Merry Christmas everyone!
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Thursday, November 1, 2007
I'm wondering about him coming with the new ship, so to speak. The group gets some gear updates, duplicates, and a big black long gunner who likes to chill in one of the firing nests, and pick things off.
Oh, and those scribbles up top are where Gunnar TeH Dragon™ was helping me.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Miniatures, Round 1
Miniatures, Round 2
Miniatures, Round 2.blu
And a quick link to the Call of Cthulhu minis, which are choice.
Place your comments as to which ones you want for your character, and I'll get ordering as soon as everyone has let me know.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Yesterday I would have agreed with Leibniz wholeheartedly, and until I discovered the documents, the fantastic events that lead to my sitting here would not have convinced me otherwise. This is my desk, and yet somehow, it is not. It bears all the same markings, but documents inside the false compartment inside are decidedly different. The Benedict Ulysses Stewart who owned this desk favored his first name, not his second, as I do. His signature is identical, save for the scrawled "Benedict" with the intial "U" in place of the initial "B" and the scrawl of "Ulysses" which is my own custom. We loved the same girl - that is clear, but the cameo hidden in this desk is not identical to the one in mine. It is fascinating to see, not an artists' rendering of the Countess Hermione Lovegrove, but rather a photograph of her. What a wonder!
I am certain that some might argue that the airship my friends and I have taken by force is merely a facsimile of the one which even now is headed back toward Great Britain, but if that is so, then it is no less a wonder! With only a few exceptions, such as the cameo, it is a perfect replication of the Summer Wanderer constructed upon my family's estate. The conclusion I have come to seems less incredible given how this adventure began.
Just over a week ago, I assembled a group of adventurers on the Summer Wanderer while we were berthed over London. We had intercepted an encrypted transmission, which piqued my interest; as you know, I seek to involve myself in an adventure worthy of a published memoir. The encrypted message seemed as good a place as any to seek such an adventure. I was not disappointed. A. Aaron Addle, a cryptologist in the service of Her Majesty the Queen Victoria of England was able to determine that the transmission involved the rising concerns between England and Prussia. There were enigmatic statements about a diabolical device which could change the history of the world. Addle, using his Aether Flux Capacitor, a machine of his own devising, determined that the source of the trouble lay to the North. I invited Addle, along with Allaister R. Tyson, a recent graduate of Oxford whom my father had been the benefactor of. Evidently something Allaister was studying was of great interest to the elder Stewart. Accompanying me as always of course, was Clarence Henry "Dunny" Dunnington, the Summer Wanderer's engineer, Little Ben, the clockwork marvel who flies her, and my man-at-arms, Isaiah Kipps. We also took on a navigator in London, a great bear of a man named Thorower Baerd, a whaler from Greenland.
We left London in high spirits, but two mishaps nearly brought the entire enterprise to a halt. The first was an engine problem which nearly downed the Summer Wanderer. Dunny was brilliant as always, getting us back on track. Then, a bullet fired from one of my prized Colt Dragoons while I was cleaning the weapon, wounding me in the meat of the shoulder. While unconscious though, I believe I had a vision of the device which we seek in the North, the cause of the aether disturbance.
Between the engine trouble and my mishap on the flight from London to Edinburgh, the trip took two days where it should only have taken one. In Edinburgh we stopped to replace the missing parts to Addle's machine, and to stock up on necessities. Thorower and I hunted for Scotch and cigars, which we availed ourselves of from the store-rooms' of Lord Holburne, a family friend. In the meantime, some of my crew found themselves in a hearty row at a local watering hole. While I had opportunity to finally unholster the Dragoons, there was no chance for firing, which is just as well; bullets wear out a man's welcome altogether too quickly.
Addle's machine repaired, Little Ben set our course for the Arctic Ocean. The range of the machine is too short to determine more than a general direction. Our hope was to narrow the choices set before us; we set our course in a zig-zag pattern, first for the Shetland Islands, then on over the desolate Faroe islands, and finally on toward the coast of Iceland. This journey took us nearly 2 days, keeping an average speed of 20 mph, and flying through the night.
During this time Allastair continued to pursue his theory that the bullet had been placed in my Dragoon deliberately, and that this would-be assassin was also the rogue who had made off with Addle's equipment. He finally found his proof, which set Thorower searching the ship for the culprit. He found signs of a stowaway; a bottle of my Scotch, and an empty glass covered in what he assumed to be soot, but what I determined to be brimstone; how could I ever forget that smell? It brought back such strong memories that I retired to my room, only to find the stowaway passed out on the floor. He had obviously been in the middle of yet another caper to divest me of my liquor, and with the skill that comes of living on such a ship, I bound him to a chair with rope and sat to await his coming around. All the while he sat unconscious I drank, mostly to forget the memories - the smell of brimstone was strong on the lad, and I could think of nothing but Hermione. As consciousness began to return, he gave the characteristic muscle spasms I have seen Little Ben exhibit when he is short on opium.
I called Benjamin to my room with some of his personal supply of the drug, which he takes for the pain of his condition. He administered some to the lad, who came around rapidly under the drug's effect. He revealed his name as Shadrach, an orphan of the London streets who claimed to have performed with a circus at one time. I placed the stowaway under Thorower's care; if there were ever a deterrent to mischief, it's the Greenlander's axe. It was about this time that Addle's machine ceased to work. Something was blocking its transmission. Thankfully, we were already aware of our destination, if Thorower's calculations were correct. The long uninhabited island of Jan Mayen, once a Dutch whaling outpost.
However, on our journey to the desolate island, Allaister revealed through his Magickal Arts that the source of the problem with Addle's machine was an "invisible servant", which Thorower divined to be on a collision course with us. We determined a plan to unveil this servant, and to attack it. Thorower was convinced it was a mechanism of some sort, and arranged a boarding party to storm the ship. Shadrach, who had earlier that very day proved himself a unique addition to our crew (he has the miraculous ability to shift his position in time and space!) was among the boarding party, as was I. Finally, the Dragoons would see action!
We raised our elevation and ejected our coal dust in a fine spray, in order to bring the mysterious assailant into vision. When this was accomplished, Addle fired his machine at our foe, revealing it to us! What a shock it was to see the very airship we ourselves were strapped to, waiting to leap from! The only difference we could see was immediately apparent - the twin of the Summer Wanderer was equipped with Gatling guns!
Thorower's mighty arm launched a harpoon which served as the anchor for a rope our boarding party rappelled down and into the control room, where we engaged the crew in a brief but bloody battle - we nearly lost Addle, who had the misfortune to shoot right through the control room on the momentum of his rappel before catching the rope line on the other side! The Dragoons roar took down two men before the fight was over, effectively concluded by Thorower's pistols, which blew the ersatz captain clean out of the cabin!
And so it was that we captured this double of the Summer Wanderer, and are headed north, disguised as our enemy, to determine how it is that they captured the very airship we had been traveling in, and modified it...how can there be two? Allaister believes it has something to do with DaVinci's Via Peregreus, the Dimensional Engine described in one of the great man's lost notebooks. We found a copy of the pages devoted to this infernal device on board this ship, which has fueled Allaister and Addle's desire for knowledge - the books had been thought to be but legend...yet here is proof they might not be.
This Dimensional Engine can disrupt the normal flow of time...and perhaps space. It may allow the user to travel to another time...and bring back the wonders and marvels found there. How else to explain the amazing communication device Addle is currently puzzled by?
There are so many questions, and there remain, not enough answers.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Dwarves remain in separate societies. They work with humans because it benefits them to do so. Only on rare occasions to Dwarves mingle in human society. In this way they are much like the Amish or Hutterites, choosing to live apart, in great underground cities.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
You must belong to a school in order to work magick. The term 'school' is simply a taxonomic device - in Thorower's case, school would equal druidic or shamanic order. Allaister would likely belong to the Templars or the Freemasons, as they work a fair amount with Material Magic, which is what Alchemy belongs to. I like the four major designations of magic in CF: Emotional, Material, Spiritual and Elemental. I'm not sure how we'll work out how these four designations have any impact on our system, but it's something to think about.
Once you've joined a school, you must research using that school's texts. This would fall under the skill section of Lore, not "research" under Science Analytic, as that research is relegated to scientific undertakings. Lore covers research in any area. So you must develop a Lore skill for each separate text you wish to master.
The Thaumic Energy requirements listed in CF should give us an idea of the difficulty level needed to utilize the spells in these books; this would be a skill under the general Magic category; we could call it "gathering power". Each school has book which contain spells which have Thaumic energy requirements ranging from a value of 2-16. We need to come up with a system to mirror these values which works on our chart. Perhaps 2 is equal to the 0 or "somewhat average" designation on our chart, while 16 is Sheer Folly or Absurd.
And finally...once the power is gathered...you cast. Yet another skill, under magic.
Anyhow, some thoughts to get us rolling.
I'm thinking that Ulysses belongs to The Illuminated Brotherhood, what with their mind control spells and all...Allaister is likely a Freemason or Templar. Thorower...Druidic Temple.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Former engineer for the RAF. Apprenticeship under dwarvish engineers - top of his class - the dwarf who taught it often remarked that Clarence was "the tallest dwarf I ever met". Clarence's abilities are largely natural though, via trial and error; he can often be heard to say, "That should have worked. I can't understand why that didn't work," with a puzzled look on his soot-blackened face whilst scratching his head.posted for Blaine by Gotthammer
Friday, August 31, 2007
These sky pirates also might interest some of you. Just throwing that out there.
I might also need to develop a character around this figure. Just you all try and stop me! (I'm not even linking the British infantry in rubber dinosaur suit figure I found)
So, some more cool stuff. Just a question of how tough it is for us to get in these cold northern wastes of ours.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Was up at Mission Fun and Games today picking up some plastic card stands, much like the picture here, but white, not black. These are tough little suckers to come by. Bought every bag they had - 3 of them at 10 pieces/bag. They'll work nicely for paper miniatures, which are likely going to be the way we're going to have to go. I picked up the Victorian paper miniatures I mentioned in my last post on miniatures. They'll work nicely for NPC's, but they lack the flavor a good adventurer needs.
Lucky for us Mission Fun and Games carried a few of Copplestone Castings offerings. These figures are made in the UK, so they're an arm and a leg in terms of purchase per package. Each pack was roughly $16. Then it occurred to me that this is close to the standard price for individual figures...$4 a piece. So I grabbed two packs, just to get us going:
1. Jolly Good Chaps - from the "High Adventure Series" (1890's-1930)
2. Armed Archaeologists
I'll be the first to say...they're not precisely Victorian, but they're hella more accurate for our game than our current roster of figures are.
Here's a link to the page of the "High Adventure" figures. The "Back of Beyond" ones repeat a few of these, but there are some in there that would be worth getting. They also had a lot of the Call of Cthulhu figures I talked about in my last post which are also appropriate if none of the above 8 figures suit your fancy. There are 8 of us gaming this campaign (Blaine, David, Jeff, George, Mike, Mikey, Nathaniel, and Taylor) so you can pick one of the above (first come first served. I already chose the armed archaeologist with the double pistols), or head over to Mission Fun and Games to peruse their Call of Cthulhu stuff yourself. I know they had the doctor, private investigator and priest, to name a few. My guess is they have the entire line, although I wasn't ready to lay down the money to buy the whole bunch. I should also mention that Copplestone did a series from Central Asia Taylor might be interested in if he ends up playing Khan.
Picking a figure this time around actually might help you build your character...where in the past we often had to do it the other way around.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
The Castle Falkenstein line of books:
Originally a print series adapted by GURPs, this is a fully late Victorian world, but it seems to contain most of the elements we've been talking about; the use of faerie magick will remind some of Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell: more on Falkenstein HERE.
Memoirs of Auberon the Faerie
The Steam Age
The Lost Notebooks of Leonardo DaVinci (I imagine a lengthy campaign retrieving these!)
Six-Guns and Sorcery
Comme Il Faut
Book of Sigils
And some other odds and ends:
Sorcery and Steam
Steam and Steel
Deadlands Player Guide
Paris: The Spectral City Babbage Edition
Imperial Age Magick
Imperial Age Spiritualism
Gamemaster's Guidebook to Victorian Adventure
I know I earlier stated we likely wouldn't need such things, some of these sources were so on track with what we've talked about that I thought they'd make good resources - and if we get them at RPGnow.com we can all have PDF copies to peruse at our leisure - plus the print versions we run off (only of the sections we want to use!).
I didn't do a calculation of what the whole lot would net us, but seeing as we'll be dredging up around $60/gaming session, I'm not too worried about that - most of these resources were dirt cheap.
Friday, August 3, 2007
He has toys that don't quit, and no clue where they came from or how they work. If they cease to work he dumps them in the trash, assuming he can't find a sucker to pay him for taking them. It's rather a safe assumption. Suckers or not, he can read people exceptionally well and exceptionally quickly.
He looks as if he's been on the wrong side of a few deals. He is also a man that would make you want to be sure of your position, if not your equipment and any possible back up, before starting
Why work an honest day when you can work people like clay, and enjoy your day. He'd turn over on his mom to finish a deal, but he's already done that one too many times. He didn't even attend her wake.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
An Osmanli fighting noble (Ottoman Empire) who left during the modernization of the Ottoman Empire. Caught up in the elation of the time in Turkey, he finally admitted that though promising, the Ottoman Empire was doomed, having traveled and seen what the rest of the world powers were up to. He left his country quietly in the night, though not without a promise to his Grand Vizier, a long time friend. He would send back what information he could. It was his information and connections that later brought the Ottoman Air Force into being in 1909, after arranging for 2 Turkish pilots to attend the Internation Aviation Conference in Paris.
Khan lead the Akiunci (frontline cavalry), and later the Sipahi (elite cavalry). He lead decisivly these forces, who could at once attack as well as defend, attack brashly and then melt away quickly. Of course the Ottoman Empire was the first military force to employ the musket (smoothbore long guns), and to this day still make the best firearms.
Not much else is known of Khan. He must fight publicly, but all else he keeps private. It is assumed that his connections range far and wide, and in many places, high as well. An inscription seen on his gear translates "Ever victorious".
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Either that, or I'll shortly be slashing my wrists and bleeding out. The world might not be able to contain this much beauty.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Taking a look over that site, if anyone has any other ideas toss em on into the ring. I'm sure that more than just myself would love to collab on a cool project to step things up a notch or three.
Monday, July 23, 2007
I was also thinking, given the chagrin of some of the significant others attached to our proposed group, that the occasional guest star wouldn't be a bad idea. Get some other people in occasionally, or fill vacant spots when our regulars can't make it.
AND...I think Monday, September 10 would make a good start date. If Monday doesn't work, we can use another night, just not Thursday or weekends for me.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Upon meeting Wyndham, the question most on people's minds is "where are the bottom halves of your legs?", but most gentlemen and ladies would not presume to ask that and Wyndham has never been heard to volunteer the information. These people usually recover from this train of thought by focusing on the chair he rides around on, which tends to remove the focus on his lack in the leg department with little effort or demonstration.
He is well spoken, but quiet. Often thought to be thinking, brooding, or sulking, his grizzled appearance is rather offset by his well made, if a bit tired clothing. Neither of these do much to balance his brisk manner with those around him. He isn't really old, but most would guess him to be 10 to 15 years older than he really is. From time to time a memory twigged will light Wyndham up like an arc welder, but once he's done glowing he will typically grow quite shadowy, throwing himself into very focused work.
The chair offers clues to his past. The parts can be traced back to a formidable rail baron, where Mr. Wyndham was well paid for his work on a secretive project that has still not come to light. He was well paid, and well respected, grudgingly. His talents were valued, until an explosion claimed his legs just above the knee. The resources pulled together to assemble the chair he would spend virtually all of his time in rival the yearly revenue of most small countries. With this chair, he could continue his work with little inconvenience.
Wyndham was told to leave when it was seen that he could no longer focus and had become a danger to himself and those around him. He was no longer trusted, and so he was no longer valued, respected, or, sadly, paid. His parting gift was the chair.
Having been a mercenary, he is no longer in good standing with his school. He still has the Art, but no longer has the resources he had become accustomed to. He is smart enough to know that the explosion was no accident, but has never discovered just who was responsible. For this reason he trusts no one, suspects almost everyone, and obsessively avoids people from his past. He appears to have no living relations, and very few friends.
His personal project is constructing himself some new legs. It is primarily secret, and revealed only on need to know. Unfortunately for him, they are complex enough that he will need much assistance before they can be completed.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Do they build their own lines of track and intersect the main rails until their track is scrapped by the barons?
The dangers are high (unless you have train schedules)...but the rewards in terms of speed are great.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Recently it has come to light that there are rare individuals, who can use all four elements. These rare individuals are highly prized in the growing energy rivalries between nations, and sought out at astronomical prices. These individuals are known as the Steam Lords, and are guarded closely by their benefactors.
Architectural Salvage Inc.
The Brass Knob
Old House Salvage
I just visited that first one, down in Denver, on the weekend. I wanted to take half the place with me. That push plate I linked up top was tough to walk away from, even at $95. Trying to reason out how I'd get mantles and oversized doors home in my suitcase has haunted my dreams since.
Wikipedia states that:
"Steampunk is a subgenre of fantasy and speculative fiction which came into prominence in the 1980s and early 1990s. The term denotes works set in an era or world where steam power is still widely used—usually the 19th century, and often set in Victorian era England—but with prominent elements of either science fiction or fantasy, such as fictional technological inventions like those found in the works of H. G. Wells, or real technological developments like the computer occurring at an earlier date. Other examples of steampunk contain alternate history-style presentations of "the path not taken" of such technology as dirigibles or analog computers; these frequently are presented in an idealized light, or a presumption of functionality. It is often associated with cyberpunk and shares a similar fanbase and theme of rebellion, but developed as a separate movement (though both have considerable influence on each other). Apart from time period and level of technological development, the main difference between cyberpunk and steampunk is that steampunk settings tend to be less obviously dystopian."
Our game is going to be set in the 19th century, so here is a list of books that are steampunk in the 19th century:
19th century setting
Novels set in the Victorian era include:
· Against the Day by Thomas Pynchon (2006)
· Anti-Ice by Stephen Baxter (1993)
· The Anubis Gates by Tim Powers (1983)
· Celestial Voyages series (2003) by Jeff Provine -- Interplanetary expeditions are launched in 1901.
· The Difference Engine (1990) by William Gibson & Bruce Sterling -- the designs of Charles Babbage led to the wide usage of mechanical computers in Victorian England.
· Fata Morgana by William Kotzwinkle (1977)
· Homunculus by James Blaylock (1986)
· Imperial Moon by Christopher Bulis (1980) -- A Doctor Who novel set in 1897 when Queen
· Infernal Devices by K. W. Jeter (1987)
· Lord Kelvin's Machine by James Blaylock (1992)
· "Ned the Seal" trilogy by Joe R. Lansdale:
· Zeppelins West (2001) 
· The Sky Done Ripped (TBA)
· The Steampunk Trilogy by Paul Di Filippo (1995)
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
Sunday, July 15, 2007
I've come across a couple of good possibilities for our miniatures for the Steampunk scenario proper if it's set in an alternate history, not a secondary world:
We can use PAPER figures...it would definitely be cheaper. Victorians...gunfighters...pulp heroes...pulp sci fi...
GURPS Steampunk Box Set
Call of Cthulhu figures - click on the links, look around at the sub-menus for Call of Cthulhu, there's some good stuff there.
Some great historical figures...at a size pretty close to traditional gaming figures (1/72 scale - we use 25-28mm currently)
And a shout out to the best collection of miniatures I found available online...
Another possibility are the figures for "Horrorclix", because they have stuff like this figure. Trouble is, it's a collectible figure game - so we'd be paying for individual figures out of box...which makes it again more work. But there's definitely some cool stuff.
My old fantasy fave, Reaper miniatures has some good figures as well - a cowgirl, a Monster hunter and others hidden in the depths that might work well for us, but it's going to be work tracking down good figures for this campaign, that much is blatantly obvious.
Anyhow. Just some late night surfing, with the hope of finding some kick-ass figures.
And thought...okay, we've got all this great gaming gear...aka our Dwarven Forge stuff. And I was doing some searches for miniatures, and our best bet is going to be paper ones from RPGnow. So then I got my brain chewing on a fully secondary world as opposed to alternate history. Don't know if this appeals to our steampunk sensibilities our not. There are secondary world steampunk styled storylines...Avatar: the Last Airbender comes to mind, especially as regards the Fire Nations' weapons. Or a bunch of the artwork in Magic: The Gathering had a steampunk feel. Battle Chasers was also influenced by Steam Punk. And that started allowing for the possibility of really having some powerful fantasy elements vs. Victorian with computers. A bit more swordwork could be involved as a result. We'd still have black powder, and all of what SteamedinEdmonton already spoke about, but I thought it would give us more room to play with the secondary world, without tying it too tightly to real world history.
Depends on what we want to do I guess. Me, I want to have a good time, but I'm also a perfectionist when it comes to representing the physical environment, so I guess it makes me think it would be cool if it all took place in castles, and had barons and lords and knights and what not, but the knights might be "gunslingers" ala Stephen King's Dark Tower series.
Then again, I love a good car chase in an early Ford. Or a monowheel, ala Steamboy.
Just thinking out loud here on the blog.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Here's the initial setting, as written by the Geomancer:
Based on history up to 19th century and diverged at that point.
Charles Babbage was sponsored by
By replacing some mechanical linkages with steam based pneumatic linkages, the analytical engine was adapted to solve many harmonic type equations. (This created, among other advances, steam techno music.) This actually produced analytical engines capable of calculations impossible to digital technology of our benighted modern era.
The analytical engine solved Maxwell’s equations, resulting in early discovery of high velocity solutions (special relativity: E=Mc2 etc), black body radiation (quantum mechanics) and accelerated solutions (general relativity: black holes etc.). Out of this, steam driven mechanickal anti-gravity devices were developed. (Flying super dreadnaughts, space travel etc.) Simultaneous solutions for general relativity and quantum mechanics were calculated, resulting in perfection of quantum string theory, and practical harnessing of zero point energy. (Mechanickal generators both tiny and huge, with virtually unlimited power—limitations only that the device had to be large enough not to be melted or vapourized by its high power output.) Zero point generators in the middle of boilers yield both tiny and huge steam driven machines of unlimited power. Zero point generators in the middle of furnace brick yield heaters, while inside of high temperature ceramics yield light sources, no electricity required thank-you.
Detectors of brain waves were developed and analyzed, again by use of analytical engines. It turns out brain waves are so analogous to zero point energy waves that by proper biofeedback training, meditative techniques could harness zero point energy. The difficulty is avoiding frying your brain with the energy. (This is “magick”.) Analytical engines also analyzed life auras based on Yin-Yang models of eastern origin, calculating
Curious feed back loops in analytical engines were always present, indicating that opposites always occur together. Political stability must always be accompanied by instability. Thus the global telegraphic net which united the Empire always attracts hackers who periodically bring it down, thereby invigorating it (steam-punks especially!) The only way to deal with end of the world fanatics (an inevitable consequence of harnessing zero point energy is that some people become these fanatics) is through rivalry and limited conflict (steam cold war) with other states. Society must be both utopian and dystopian. Privilege and under privilege must accompany each other. Social equality must always come in an unequal society. Techs and anti-techs go together. Nobility and street punks coexist.
Strangely, certain calculations always break an analytical engine. Calculating the existence or attributes of God, for example. Humans trained in zero point control (magick) can perform these, but if they begin as atheists, the calculation maddens them, and if they begin religious, they remain religious. Nobody outside of their religion will trust their calculations.
Occupations include: noble, steam punk, fanatic, scientific dabbler, mechanickal artificer, mechanickal operator, magick user, military person, spy, analytical engine operator (like programmer), telegrapher (all communications, and input and output of analytical engines are by telegraph), engineer (two kinds—civil and steam engine operator), cleric, rail-road/shipping baron, detective (schooled in the Sherlock Holmes detective agency), herbalist, medicinist, surgeon, military person (various ranks), navigator (sail the oceans, or skies or space), captain, scrap recycler.