Session 5: Some of These MUST Be About Sex.

Dramatis Personae

+Courtney Campbell as Tin Man
+Chris H as Gown
+Joshua Blackketter as Magnus Robot Fighter
+Patrick Stuart as RayRayRayRayRay

Loot

3,500 Darics taken from Broden Turple’s accounts.
10 laser cannons, sold for 250 Darics each. (2,500.D)
2,000 Darics for ferrying the Scientists
That’s 8,000 experience, or 2,000 each.
-1750 for ship repair.
-4,500 for the ship’s shield fund.
That’s 1,750 Darics, or 438 each.
1 Laser cannon, kept for The Bosco
A big screen TV & a totally fire entertainment system.
A full set of scientific laboratory equipment.
A sample of Broden Thurple’s blood for possible genetic revenge.
A sample of Cosmic Space Goo. The party has not determined what to do with this yet.

The Bosco

HP: 8/8
Fuel: 5/30
Free Cargo Space: 7/16 (2 are secure)
Cargo: 30 spare fuel (3), 4 Krakken Eggs (2), 5 Baby Krakkens (5)
Passengers: Dr. Osh
+1 Laser Cannon

NPCs

Zat – Enjoyed hangin’ out and playing GTA with the cap’n. +1 loyalty.

Broden Turple – Killed by the party for crimes against sentient creatures.

Port Inspector on Ryshk – Found himself oddly charmed by Gown. Thinks about Gown a lot when he lets his mind go wandering.

Dr. Osh – A curmudgeonly old scientist who doesn’t like magic and cares a lot about morals. Owes the party a favor, so long as it doesn’t compromise his morals.

Dr. Sneed – A drop-dead gorgeous young scientist who merged with some space goo to become a god. He seems to feel generally favorable towards the party. Owes the party a favor. May or may not feel he is beyond such petty matters at this point.

Locations

Port Ryshk – An orderly, middle-class planet with a heavy presence of the KLS. Has a good drydock and other useful services.

Unnamed Ring World – Run by a weird little exotic pet breeder named Broden. The party killed him, and broadcast a message to the University of Ryshk about what was going on there.

Information

The University of Ryshk sent some archeologists to Aurilis 3 which have gone missing. 3,000 Darics for reestablishing contact, or providing a full explanation of what happened to them.

The KLS is looking for some strikebreakers to go knock some heads around on the planet Gizn. 10,000 Darics to anyone who can save the KLS the trouble.

Highlights Recap

The session started with an initiative roll, and the party immediately took a few hard hits from the guns of the ring world. Captain RayRayRayRayRay maneuvered the ship to the interior of the ring, hoping that fear of hitting the planet’s surface would prevent the guns from firing. Unfortunately for the crew of The Bosco, there were actually more guns that could safely aim at them from this angle.

None the less, by skillful application of lasers and of magic, the party were able to take out a number of gun emplacements, and land safely on the planet. While landing, the party flew over a village of primitive creatures, and Gown shouted something at them. They couldn’t understand what he said, but they seemed to regard it as awe-inspiring, rather than horrifying.
Safe for the moment, the party glanced around at the mostly depopulated natural environment, and hashed out a quick plan. Flying low, they took The Bosco over the edge of the ring, then flew it back around the back side, right up to the office where the transmissions from Broden were coming from.

With a skillful application of Hacksmanship, the party disabled the rail system which the office could use to slide around the outside of the ring, and the party quickly stormed the place. On their way in they did a lot of hacking, and left tons of traces in the office’s systems, but none of that would ultimately matter very much.

Broden announced he was going to activate the ring’s self destruct if the party didn’t retreat, which the party responded to by killing all the office’s power via more expert hacksmanship. (Hacking is due for a small nerf to cover situations where the party doesn’t care about subtlety). In zero gravity, the party all bumped around until they cornered Broden, and blasted the console he was using to try and get the system back online.

Once he was in their custody, the party were able to interrogate an explanation out of him. He was a winner of the Space Lottery. Thinking himself very clever, he used his winnings to build this little private environment where he could put his bioengineering background to use, breeding adorable little creatures for sale as exotic pets. At this point he was 3 million in debt on the project, but felt that he was no more than 3-5 generations away from his creations being a viable product. He just needed to get that last bit of aggression out of them and they’d be all good to go. That’s why he responded so strongly to the party’s offer of exotic pets: he thought they were trying to muscle into his business.

Upon discovering that this man had not only bred intelligent creatures for the sole purpose of selling them into slavery, but also that he had repeatedly genocided entire populations of them to “clean the slate,” the party felt no compunction about blasting him out the airlock. They cleaned out his little office, then cut it free of the ring, and sent it floating into the microsun to be burned up. They then sent a message to the University at Ryshk, letting them know the ringworld was here, and that it might be of interest to their sociology/archeology department.

Before leaving, the the party removed the 11 still-functioning laser cannons from the ring, while Gown fashioned a statue of himself looking imperious and condescending. Just before jetting off, the party left this statue outside of town while playing a light show and hacking music. (Also, Gown is wearing a helmet in the statue, so that’s fun)

The party returned to Port Ryshk to repair their ship (which they did) and to look for work. On their way in, the port authority they contacted acted a little strange, and once they docked, they were accosted by an official who asked them several leading questions about the ships they’d sold for scrap the last time they visited Port Ryshk.

Realizing where this was going, Gown got out ahead of the interrogation by saying “Well, we didn’t really know what their names were, since both ships were missing transponders.” With a +2 from that lie, and a +2 from Gown’s social abilities, a whopping 15 was rolled. The customs official immediately accepted this explanation, was super impressed by what a cool guy Gown is, and can’t get that dashing space wizard out of his head.

The party looked over a few different jobs available to independent space jocks, and opted for one offered by a couple scientists from Ryshk University. They were only offering 2,000 Darics for the work, but it seemed simple enough: take them to the location of a mysterious space goo, so they could perform some experiments on it.

Despite the fact that the fuel it cost to get there cost more than the job would pay, the party agreed, so long as the scientists would agree that they also owed the party a favor.

The party opted to make a jump, instantaneously traveling all 7 hexes for the cost of 21 fuel. There they indeed found a globular white goo floating in space. The scientists sent out their device once then retrieved it, and began examining their findings. Gown claimed one of their samples for himself, which the scientists seemed fine with.

Upon examination, the white goo seemed to have cockroach-sized, fish-like creatures living in it.

After some time had passed, Dr. Sneed indicated that they’d like to send the probe out again. Now that they had a better idea of what the anomaly was, they had refined their instruments to get better definition scans on some points of particular interest. The party repositioned the ship to launch the probe again, and Gown got the bright idea to send a broken Fast Food toy into the goo, to see if it came back out put back together. He went down to pass this on to Dr. Sneed, and discovered the doctor was in a space suit.
The party immediately recognized that Sneed wanted to go into the goo, and was trying to hide it. Since the party seemed fine with allowing him to do it anyway, Sneed confessed, and climbed out onto the outstretched ship’s arm. Right about the time he leaped into the goo, the party realized they hadn’t seen the other scientist, Dr. Osh, in awhile. By the time they found him, stuffed into a cabinet with a bruise on his head, Sneed was merging with the goo.

Osh ranted about the immoral, unscientific madness of Sneed’s plan. As the party watched, the goo slowly receded to reveal a red-skinned, naked Sneed, standing in space a good 100′ tall, and able to connect to the Bosco’s comm unit with a thought.

He told the party that, in his new state, his mind was so expansive, and his possibilities so limitless, that he felt somewhat paralyzed by indecision. As a friendly gesture, the party gave him one of their baby Space Krakkens to keep as a pet, and the Deific Doctor Sneed accepted it graciously, before speeding away through the void by sheer force of will.

The session ended In Media Res.