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| A Fungal Fragment | |
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| Category | Story Event |
| Type | Story |
| Data ID | 274974 |
A Fungal Fragment is a Sunless Skies Story Event.
Story description[]
In sky-suits and spore-masks, your crew hauls a porous asteroid aboard. The top half is veiled by a mesh of fungus, like minty crinoline. Lichen of all shades cling to the underside of the rock in an iridescent coating.
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| Scrape it for supplies
Harvest anything that probably won't poison, infect, or inhabit you. Your crew are not keen.
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Game note: Gain Supplies, but also Terror. |
| Yesterday's leftovers
Your cook hacks off the growths that look least inedible and tumbles them into a keg before slamming the lid. Oozing caps, virulent stalks, spools of frantic, writhing, spiderleg-like roots.
Your cook appears in your cabin the next day, hat in hands. "I'm sorry. The frondules have gotten everywhere. The mould! Done what I can." Hmm. You inform the crew they'll be on rations for the rest of the week.
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| Tonight's dinner
Your cook hacks off the growths that look most edible and tips them into a keg. Mottled caps, pale stalks, spools of delicate, noodle-like roots.
When all's done, the asteroid is rolled back out of the hatch, and the room hosed down with carbolic. You can't be too careful with mushrooms.
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| Destroy the fungus
Who cares if it's edible? It's a danger to shipping. Destroying it may give the crew some cheer.
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Game note: Reduce your Terror. |
| Fungal radiances
Your crew lays a trail of gunpowder from the inner door to the fungus. You light a match, set the trail ablaze. Unfortunately, the door sticks when shoved to. An engineer has neglected to oil the hinges. They race to the door to rectify their error. As the door swings shut, they linger in the searing radiance, as the fungus burns away.
Afterwards, your engineer is increasingly distracted. They mutter about the 'children', and further neglect their duties. It is unsurprising when they leave at the next port. Presumably to take care of their children.
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| A bright blaze
Your crew lays a trail of gunpowder from the inner door to the fungus. You light a match, set the trail ablaze, and slam the door. The flash of heat is immense; the spores burn ferociously. You can hear a high-pitched wail, almost a scream. Heated air, perhaps, that was trapped in the fragment's pores. Your crew cheer.
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| Cut free the fungal crinoline
The Phlegmatic Researcher in the Leadbeater & Stainrod Nature Reserve requested you bring him the lattice.
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A sample
The fungus is tough. It's like cutting wood with a penknife; but it eventually gives way.
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| Cut free the fungal crinoline
The Phlegmatic Researcher in the Leadbeater & Stainrod Nature Reserve requested you bring him the lattice.
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A sample
The fungus is tough. It's like cutting wood with a penknife; but it eventually gives way.
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| Study the fungus
Perhaps you can learn something.
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| Early experiments
It responds to certain stimuli, but it's impossible to identify exactly what. It emits the occasional puff of spores, and its pattern of growth seems subject to changes. But why? And how?
Infuriating. Still, every failure is a possibility ruled out.
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| Observations
It does not respond to movement, heat or light. It does, however, seem inclined towards sound, emitting a puff of spores in the direction of two chattering crewmen.
You perform further experiments. It ignores the noise of the engines, and is unresponsive to music. But it does respond to singing. Apparently, the fungus likes voices.
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| Harvest the lichen
Your stokers assure you it can be burnt for fuel.
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Game note: A risky proposition. |
| Ill-advised chemical engineering
Your stokers are all eagerness. Little sets of shaving knives are distributed for the task. Between all of you, you make light work of the peeling lichen and gather several barrels. Experimentation with matches suggest noseplugs will be required, but there appear to be no other ill effects.
This opinion holds for several days until a resounding clang and an unhappy smell drift up from the boiler room. The source? A sporing boiler which proceeded to explode, embedding fungal fragments of itself in the hull.
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| A team effort
You supervise a bevvy of stokers as they get to work with little sets of shaving knives. (You have to send the engineers away, who insist on offering comment but refuse to touch the fungus for 'contractual reasons'.)
The lichen appears in at least seven shades; experimentation with matches convinces you only the limpid turquoise and vitriolic purple shades should be put in your boilers.
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