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Da ist so viel passiert. Etliche Intrigen-Plots wurden gestartet, von NPCs, wohlgemerkt, und jeder SC hatte immer was am Laufen. So etwas habe ich noch nie erlebt. Am Anfang war es cool, aber nach der dritten Session wurde es extrem zähflüssig. Stell dir mal vor mein PC hätte gesagt: „Ich bin müde und lege mich schlafen.“ Da hätte ich ein Jahr lang nicht mitspielen können. 😚🙃
After three planets worth of journeying, at last Maya arrived at the abode of our campaign's big bad and begins to explore his house and finds his chambers.
GM: "So, are you looking for artifacts? Intel?"
Maya: "Nope, closet."
GM: "Uh, for--"
Maya: "Boxers or briefs?"
GM: "The tidiest of whiteys"
You ever fail a roll so hard it becomes a success?
Maya's base Rapport of 0 combined with a roll of -3, resulted in the the two parties she was trying to resolve the conflict between creating an alliance to conquer and install themselves as the new ruling class of the planetary ring shipyard.
Much to Maya's chagrin they're calling themselves the Mayanites.
DM, wistfully: "That was a CR 13 creature. He had all these spells and stuff..."
Poor cultist got pushed into a corner and spent the encounter walking into walls from confusion while our monk punched the shit out of him. He managed to get one spell off but the monk was immune to psychic damage.
The most damage we took was when the rest of the party wandered off and started on the puzzle in the middle of combat. It solved itself a little violently.
GM: The cultists believe that being consumed by the creature will join them as one human within it. So, he's going to fling himself at the creature to try to meld with it. Are you going to do anything about it?
Maya: -shrug- It's their prerogative to be eaten by whatever they like. They're informed adults.
Maya: Though maybe I should tell them I'm going to murder the shit out of this creature in a bit. That's probably relevant information.
Maya and Elian attended a ritzy charity auction. Immediately proceeded to systematically drug every person she encountered and then get into a brawl in the bathrooms.
This is why you don't get invited places, Maya.
GM: "There'll also be a mixer for elbowing some big wigs---"
Me: "You mean rub elbows?"
GM: "Hah! Yes, I do. But knowing Maya, elbowing is more likely."
DM turns away to take care of something in the house. Few minutes later returns to hear the elaborate plan we've hatched involving about half the patches of the robe of useful items, including sacks, ropes, and an iron door.
Spoiler: It was not successful.
Last session:
"So why did you decide to bring an extremely dense, several ton automaton aboard our small ship?"
"Because last time we left him alone he tried to become a god, so Chirrup doesn't leave my sight!"
GM: "Who do you want to take with you to rescue Chirrup?"
Me: "Uh, everyone I guess. Actually, could I just send them in and stay here myself?"
GM: "Yeah, no one else really cares enough to go without you."
Ralphie: "Yeah, Chirrup's your frie--pet--responsibility."
Last session:
Maya: No more armed revolutions! I'm starting to get a rep for them
Pauwell: But this time we can steal from the rich and give to the poor
Maya: Okay, fine. Last one.
Manufacturing party fashion is to have bioengineered pets. Teshub (traitor) has a pet crab, Gundaslavas has a lizard as part of his disguise.
DM: As Gundaslavas and Teshub negotiate the terms of his betrayal Teshub's crab slithers over to Gundaslavas's lizard, inspecting each other.
Me: That's very metaphorical. Maya had an eel thing, right? What's it doing?
DM: Flopping on the floor, dying.
Got so much many #rpgstories to post. Yesterday's session was really good.
Villain and traitor are negotiating the terms of their new alliance while Maya's being used as a human shield.
DM: So, uh, you can interrupt whenever you'd like. Like, break free or something.
Me: Maya's going to swear at them.
DM: Okay, but that's not going to do anything. Do you want to try something else? Like roll Physique--
Maya: "You slimy spineless worm! I will rip your head from your scrawny neck---"
DM: You stun Gundaslavas. You have two turns before he can act again.
Me: I could do several plot relevant things here but Maya's been dying to do this for weeks. I punch him in the face. *several fate points later* He takes four shifts.
DM: That's a large consequence.
Me: He probably takes that as psychological damage.
DM: You're right. He's been "Outplayed by a pawn." Gundaslavas will remember that.
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