Details on the characters can be found here and here.
I've lost most of my notes from the early game but here is a threat I added early on:
Threat: Spook Bashers
Kind: Brutes: Enforcers
Impulse: victimize those who stand out
Description: spook bashers use the excuse of space madness and the strangeness of spooks to justify their xenophobia. Their close-knit groups are generally immune to space madness.
Countdown: up to 9:00 a small gangs pesters weird outsiders. 9:00: a gang strikes at spooks. 10:00: gang size grows to medium. 11:00: the xenophobes take over the location and lead an angry mob (2-Harm, 0- Armor gang) to drive out any outsiders.
The Asteroid Base
I don't know which Stats where highlighted but they probably included Weird for Brace (the Brainer) and Vivek (the Savvyhead), Sharp for Gale (the Angel) and Hot for Midnight Storm (the Skinner). We were a nice group like that.A thin haze clung to the asteroid as Brace brought the ship in. The Starlight rumbled towards a small dirty dome just below the ridge of an impact crater. The crew transmitted the security codes and the station security directed them to the large berth at the edge of the dome.
Midnight Storm walked down the metal ramp first. His guitar bounced on his back. Ignoring the bustle around him, the slim young man made his way to the rows of stalls and shops in the distance.
I decide to be Artful & Gracious.
Back at the Starlight, Brace cornered Gale on the way to the aft port. As the two talked quickly about their plans, the spook moves one pale hand to Gale's. He made contact with his strange two-fingered glove.
Brace used his violation glove. Then he used Deep Brain Scan and got a soft hit.
Brace's mind rummaged through Nightingale's memories, finding a moment of weakness in her past. In an instant, they relived the struggle to save a patient: the emergency measures, the fight to bring them back and the terrible shame of failure as the patient's life signs flatlined.
Nightingale slapped Brace's hand away and stormed off into town.
As the spook contemplated his new insight, Vivek passed by. Brace asked the funny smelling man where he is headed. Vivek explained he is off to trade his wares. Brace tagged along Vivek to the market.
Already in the market, Midnight found a stage in the form of a rusting railing in front of an empty shop. He swungs his guitar free, his long elegant coat flaring out in the asteroid's weak gravity. The young man strummed the guitar, matching the slow sad tune that emerged with a few sorrowful lyrics.
Midnight Storm looked up at a few travelers and locals taking notice. With his next song he picked up the tempo and the mood before hitting the crowd pleasers. Soon dozens of men, women and children crowded the area, listening to his music. Up on the gangways, some armed and important men looked on favorably while near the front of the crowd some of the local women cheered loudly.
Midnight Storm got a hard hit on Artful & Gracious.
We decide H, the man in charge of the settlement, wanted to offer Midnight a reward. Amy fell in love with him and her father Visage desired his services.
The men began to descend from the gangway, their weapons stowed and faces smiling. One of the women rushed up to Midnight.
"I'm Amy," she said, smiling broadly.
As Midnight eyed the attractive young woman, a clean-shaven man glided up behind her. Amy turned and said, "Oh, this is my father Visage."
Visage greeted Midnight Storm graciously and invited him back to their house to a private performance. Sensing the prospect of jingle and sex, Midnight agreed.
I'm moving some of the material around to keep from focusing on one person or group too long. Brace tended to attract such attention, bouncing off multiple PCs in rapid succession. It makes keeping a reasonable narrative flow hard.
Gale wandered the junk shops of the market, searching for a "new" Kalmine Filter for the water recycler. She eventually found one at Bob and Bob’s. Parts from all sorts of devices sat piled on top of each other.
The two sickly men behind the counter agreed to sell her the Kalmine filter in exchange for some morphine. The medic examined the grayish men carefully as she pull some out of her kit. They cough and wheeze as she gathered the ampoules.
Meanwhile, an 8-year old boy peered from behind the piles at her. Gale saw the same gray tinge to his skin.Gale wandered the junk shops of the market, searching for a "new" Kalmine Filter for the water recycler. She eventually found one at Bob and Bob’s. Parts from all sorts of devices sat piled on top of each other.
The two sickly men behind the counter agreed to sell her the Kalmine filter in exchange for some morphine. The medic examined the grayish men carefully as she pull some out of her kit. They cough and wheeze as she gathered the ampoules.
Meanwhile, an 8-year old boy peered from behind the piles at her. Gale saw the same gray tinge to his skin.
Deeper in the market Brace and Vivek wandered the stalls looking for a buyer. Vivek questioned some venders and discovered the local drug lord is a man named Chin. If he wanted to sell his drugs he needed to go through Chin. Chin's opium den sat on the edge of the dome, near the old mine entrance.
I believe we used the market move and got a soft hit.
The pair began to leave the market but noticed a couple talking in low voices and pointing at Brace. Sensing the familiar contempt of "spook” haters, he and Vivek tried to exit quickly.
The pair, a brawny woman and a thick-set man, cut them off. Their verbal abuse quickly escalated into a fist fight. While Vivek dodged the female thug's attacks, Brace tangled with the man. The spook gripped his bare arm and pried out his darkest secrets.
I believe we used Acting Under Fire and Deep Brain Scan (again). Which Brace followed up with a Manipulate (I think).
Brace told the man, Rocks, what he now knows, freaking him out and convincing him to back off. Frightened and strangely entranced, Rocks told the woman to back off as well. She stormed off at his cowardice. Brace then convinced Rocks to follow them into an alley and share some of Vivek's stash.
Vivek pressed on without Brace. Near the edge of the dome, he found a squat stone structure. The only entrance was a stout metal door.
Vivek knocked.
A small slot opened on the door a few inches above his head. Through the grate, Vivek spied a tall man, heavy-set with blunging neck muscles. The drug maker explained his purpose.
The door swings inward. The massive guard within led him into the dark chamber beyond. As the door clanged shut, Vivek's eyes adjusted to the gloom. Small candles lit several interconnected chambers. Trails of gray smoke rouse up from where several people smoked thin pipes and reclined on rough mats.
The guard guided Vivek deeper into the structure. Near the back, a man in fine clothes lay on a soft mattress.
Chin greeted Vivek.
Vivek offered The drug lord as sample of his wares but the drug lord waved him off. "If I am to test your goods, you must also partake."
As they both smoked the altered weed, Vivek's mind expanded and opened to the psychic maelstrom.
Unfortunately I don't know what he saw. Possibly he failed his roll to open his brain.
When Vivek woke up, he found three scantily clad women around him. Chin reclined in a wooden chair nearby and smiled at the drug maker. "That was some good stuff. I can offer you pure water, quality linens, or one of these women for the rest."
After the moment's thought, Vivek decided to take one of the women, Donna. The woman numbly stood, a nervous hand smoothing her stringy hair. She smiled, her bright eyes jumping from Vivek's feet to his head.
Meanwhile Midnight followed Amy and her father to the crumbling shack where they lived. Inside colorful fabric hung from the ceiling, letting through a gentle light tinged red, orange and yellow.
Visage's "family" were already waiting for them. A dozen or more men and women worked within the house. Though they belonged to different ethnicities and clans, they shared the same language and focused intensity.
Visage urged the musician to play for them. He pulled out his guitar and sung a quick song. The crowd responded quickly, swaying to the beat and joining into the chorus. More and more of them appeared as he played,blocking the doors and crowding in on him.
As their excitement grew, Midnight searched for an escape. Men and woman pushed in on the crates forming the stage. They began to claw at his pants and shirt, hungry for more of him.
Thinking quick, he slowed the tempo. The crowd's clawing turned to pets and caresses even as they continued to press in. Midnight crafted a chorus for his next song and convinced the crowd to join in a wave.
As they got caught up in the lyrics, he made his move. Before they realized he stopped playing, he slipped through under their arms and past the press. When they discovered their mistake, he was already out the back.
I'm pretty sure I acted under fire there.
Next week, we'll see if Midnight escapes, what happens with Donna and if what Brace and Gale find.
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