Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Space World 3: The Bottle Episode

In the Bottle Episode, session 3 of our co-MC'd Apocalypse World game, we started digging into the relationships between characters and the crew of the Starlight. Though we escaped the asteroid with its cult and poisons, it wasn't clean. There are stowaways aboard and sick crew members.

The cast:
  • Brace (Brainer): the ship's pilot and also a spook, that despised part of humanity touched by the weird. His psychic powers have been expanding lately.
  • Midnight Storm (Skinner): teenage post apocalyptic rock star who has been sleeping around without understanding the consequences. The cult was obsessed with him.
  • Nightingale (a.k.a. "Gale") (Angel): the ship's doctor with a crush on Midnight Storm. She is hunting her brother Bluejay. She also is trying to save everyone affected by the toxic dust from the last stop.
  • Vivek (Savvyhead): drug dealer/maker who experiments with his own product. He bought a woman on the last stop named Donna.
Active threats in this scenario include the last of the Krypton Dioxide poisoning, Space Madness, the cult, spook bashers, and probably more. Here are some of mine:

Threat: The Void
Kind: Landscape: Furnace
Impulse: to consume things

Description: the big empty preys on the minds of those out there. Some go mad. Others just get depressed. Those who stare too long at the abyss see things. Worse sometimes they find things.

Custom Moves:
  • When alone for a while or opening your mind in the Void, roll +Cool. On a 10+, you are fine. On a 7-9 you contract space madness. On a miss, treat as a miss on Space Madness.
  • While in space you can sense danger using +Weird. On a 10+ you are aware of any danger. On a 7-9 you sense any danger and contract space madness. On a miss, treat as a miss on Space Madness with any danger incorporated into the delusion.
Threat: Space Madness
Kind: Affliction: Condition
Impulse: dominate people's choice and actions

Description: Space Madness is a psychological condition. It doesn't kill, it just distorts the perceptions of those afflicted. These delusions often lead to hostile or dangerous acts on others.

Custom Moves: Whenever you are alone for a while roll +Cool. On a 10+ you are okay. On a 7-9, the MC can choose 1:
  • You hear something that isn't there
  • Answer a question about your prejudices
  • You see something that isn't there
On a miss, suffer all three and your delusion directly threatens you.

These threats did not impinge on my character at all. Midnight Storm never needs to be alone and never opens his brain. His weird is -2 (ouch).

The Bottle Episode


Nightingale's box of blood samples clinked as she walked. Engineering was next to be tested for Krypton Dioxide poisoning. She found the crew playing cards and betting food rations.

"Who wants to be first?' she asked the men.

"First for what?" Tatters said squirming back in his seat.

"For a blood test," she said, opening the box and revealing several empty syringes. "If you are clean I won't need to treat you for the toxic dust."

"Um, I'd rather take care of that later. I'll meet you at the infirmary."

"Fine, but don't be long. Brace, how about you?"

The pilot looked up from his cards. "I will swing by after the game. I'm on a streak."

Gale looked at Bigs and Bullet. "Anybody ready to give some blood now or am I seeing everyone at the medbay?"

Bullet laid down his cards. "I'm not having much luck. Might as well get this out of the way."

Gale painlessly extracts his blood.
Rum entered the mess hall sniffling.

Midnight looked up the strings of his guitar. "What's wrong, little guy?"

"That big bald man yelled at me."

"Shiv?"

"I guess." The child sat down on the bench beside him.

"What happened?"

"I was just playing with a ball and he shouted at me. He said I was worthless."

Midnight put down his instrument. "I'll have a talk with him."

A short while later, the musician found Shiv in his bunk. "Hey, why did you yell at Rum? He's just a little kid."

"Who?" he said barely looking at Midnight. "I haven't yelled at anyone since take off."

Midnight studied the engineer but he appeared to be telling the truth.

Pretty sure I failed a Read a Person here.
Vivek jotted down some of his feelings and symptoms as he came down from a new batch of drugs. Elation. slight dizziness, a weird crinkly feeling to his skin.

Something moved in the darkness outside.

Vivek peered into the hallway. Someone, perhaps several people, crept away. He grabbed his gear and headed after them.

Space madness...
Nightingale encountered Brace in the medbay as he presented Tally with several extra days worth of rations. The weakened woman accepted them with a smile.

Brace turned to the doctor. "I'm ready to get my blood checked."

As Tally drifted off, Gale said, "That was a nice thing you did."

"It was nothing."

Gale put her samples away and gathered her equipment. "What spurred that generosity?"

There was opposed Read a Person rolls here but we forgot to record the substance it.


Brace attempted to deflect her questions with some of his own. "You've never talked to me about your brother."

As she drew his blood, Gale explained her relationship with Bluejay and subsequent search for her missing brother. Brace in turn described his feelings towards Tally.

"You know, I could call your brother here," Brace said. "My powers reach that far."

"Really?"

"I think so."

The intercom crackled to life. "Brace, I need you up here."

"Coming Captain," Brace buzzed in.

Once at the bridge, Farley pointed to the monitor. A dense nebula dominated the view.

Brace reached out with his mind. He felt the cold clouds of gas, the jagged hunks of rock, and something else. The burn of impulse drives at max power. Radioactive craft, their systems overclocked, hunted a doomed spaceship. Reavers.

Opening his brain and getting a hard hit.

"We should go around," Brace said coldly.

"How much time will we lose?"

"A week," he calculated. "But it will be safer."

"Plot the course."
Outside the medbay, Midnight ran into Rum. "I talked to Shiv but he said he didn't yell at you. What really happened?"

Rum's face frowned. "He did! He did yell at me! You don't believe me!"

Midnight watched helplessly as the child ran off.
"Hello, Midnight," Gale said as he entered.

The young man notices the doctor is out of her usual space suit and in a more form-fitting dress.

"Uh, hi," he says.

I'm not sure I've mentioned it but during the Hx phase of character creation, Midnight stated Gale was in love with him. She finally decided to act on that.

"Please sit here."

As Gale talked to him as she gently drew and tested his blood. She hinted at her attraction and Midnight responded with his usual eagerness.

"Let's go into the quarantine room," Gale suggested.

The pair moved to the screened and isolated chamber, away any distractions.

Suddenly Tally's health monitor went crazy. Alarms sounded and Gale rushed to her side.

"Her blood pressure is dropping. Midnight get me that med kit on the counter." Gale slapped Tally's face. "Stay with me."

Gale threw herself into her work, applying drugs and whatever tools she could.
"Vivek, wake up!"

Vivek opened one eye.

"We need that blood purifier now!"

He looked at the panel on the wall and pressed a red button. "What is the rush, Gale?"

"The rush is that Tally is dying. We need to clean her system of the Krypton Dioxide."

"Is she stable? I'm not sure you should be taking a break if she's not."

Gale fumed on the other end. "I'll be over in a minute."

Five minutes later, Gale bursts into his room. "Did you see what Brace was doing in your workspace?"

"What!?" Vivek said as he hurried into the next room.

The door clanged shut behind him.

"I know you have everything to build the purifier," Gale called to him. "I'll let you out when you are done."

Vivek sighed. He grabbed an old vacuum system, a centrifuge, and some other odds and ends.

As he worked he heard Midnight's muffled voice.

"So it worked?"

"Yes of course. You know how protective he is of the grow room."

"I took-" Vivek dropped a pipe with a clatter. "-from Vivek’s stash.”

The voice receded, leaving a tired inventor to his work.

Pretty sure that last item was also space madness.
Midnight groggily realized he wasn't alone in bed. Warm skin pressed up against him. She mounted and rocked his body.

He blinked and pushes Donna off of him.

She moved to embrace Midnight but he stumbled to his feet.

"How did you get in here?" he asked.

"The door was unlocked. You look so amaz-"

"No, how did you get on the ship?" She smiled and he smiled back. "I mean I just wanted to know if any other fans came aboard as well."

Using some of my hold from entrancing her earlier.


"I came through an open hatch on the left side of the ship. Two people opened it as the engines powered up. I slipped in after them."

"Who were they?"

"They had thick cloaks on and there was a lot of dust. I couldn't tell."

"Okay, stay here. I need to tell the Captain. I'll be back soon."

"Okay," she said stretching out on his bunk.
"Captain?" Midnight called as he entered the bridge.

Brace looked up from a glowing monitor. "He's down in the Gallery. What is going on?"

Midnight explained the situation as Brace climbed up to the upper level to brew some tea.

"Would you like some?" the pilot said.

"Thanks."

The tea contains drugs that make it easier for Brace to probe people.

I also think there was some opposed Read a Person rolls here.


"I've always wondered, what keeps you going?"

"I don't know. I guess I just like making music."

"Why?"

"It helps people be happy. I like to make people's lives better. What about you?"

Brace looked out the transparent aluminum wall into space. "I'm not sure."
Midnight found Farley amid the paintings and books of the Gallery. "Captain there's trouble. We have stowaways."

"Who? How many?"

"At least three. One of which is a woman named Donna from the asteroid base. I have her in my cabin."

"I'll alert the rest of the crew."
Midnight opened the door to his bunkroom. No one was there. As he rushed inside, the door closed behind him.

Donna cringed beside Visage. The older man leveled a shotgun at Midnight’s side.

Then Midnight seized by force. The target: Visage's life.

Barely thinking Midnight Storm twitched his wrist. The spring on his sleeve pistol released and the gun landed in his hand. He fired. So did Visage.

Visage's clothing darkened around his chest. He stumbled back and collapsed. The shotgun landed at Midnight's feet. Donna screamed.

Only winged, Midnight stooped down to the dying man. Visage breathlessly said something, something about the third stowaway. Then the cult leader went still.

Visage has no armor and takes 2-harm +1 for terrible harm. He dies.

Midnight has 1-armor for Divine Protection, a new move he picked up. He takes 3-harm from the shotgun, -1 for armor, -1 for little harm.


The gunfire attracted the rest of the crew. Within minutes they removed the body and dragged Donna to a holding cell in the ship's lower levels.
Vivek left the medbay with the whir of the blood purifier filling the air. Gale checked Tally's vitals and leaned back. Tally slept, color returning to her face.

Midnight entered. "I was looking for some patching up. Our stowaway got the drop on me."

"Let me see," she said steering him to a bed. "You are lucky. Just some abrasions."

She patched him up and then invited him into the quarantine room.

Afterwards as they lay in the isolation chamber, she told him, "I love you."

"Um, I love you too."

Gale's face hardened as she saw through his weak lie.

Reading a person doesn't always help you.

Sex moves also triggered here so Gale is Hypnotized and both of us raised our Hx.

"Just go!" Gale said as Midnight stumbled out of the medbay.

Vivek watched from the hallway as the teen walked away slowly. Then he entered the infirmary himself. Inside Gale studied Tally's vital signs, blinking away some tears.

"Hey, do you need anything? I can watch Tally for a while if you need a bite to eat or something."

"That sounds like a good idea," she sniffed. "Do you want any?"

"Sure," he said settling into a chair.

She returned ten minutes later, a few cans in hand. Gale grimaced as she smelled the cat food. Vivek took a quick vape of his latest product to cover his own disgust.

"How are you doing?" she asked. "Any side effects?"

"No new ones."

"You know if you ever want to kick the habit I can help. We have a lot of detoxification drugs in stock."

"Maybe someday," he mumbled. "It looks like we are coming up on the next round of blood purification."

"Yes," she yawned.

"You rest, I'll take care of it."

I love these scenes of inter-character banter, probing their motivation and history.
Midnight slurped up some heavily spiced rations and tried to understand what he did wrong.

Bigs walked into the mess hall. "We've begun a search for the third stowaway Captain. But there's a problem."

Midnight looked up.

"What?" Farley asked.

"Tatters is missing."

Farley sighed. "Make sure people look for him as well. No one goes anywhere alone until this stowaway is found."

Midnight joined Bigs and his wife, Ula, on the search. The three of them lit up the dark corridors with the help of three heavy flashlights.

As they moved to the next level down, the musician stopped. Something rustled in the ventilation duct above his head. He gestured to the others as he followed the sound into a side room and then to another corridor.

He entered the cargo bay. As he strained to hear the sound, he noticed one of the storage containers was open. He shone a light inside. Tatters huddled on the metal floor in a fetal position. Blood and bruises covered every bit of his skin.
Brace prowled around outside Sun's quarters before knocking on the door.

The short angular woman answered. "What do you want, Brace?"

"I'm working on the electronics in the drive system. I thought you might want to help."

Sun smiles. "Sure, is something broken?"

"Not really I just want to fine tune things. In case we ever need to outrun someone."

As I expand these notes, I'm finding a lot of cryptic passages. For instance "Elsewhere, seeking companionship, Brace turns his eyes to Sun, inviting her to look at some electronic matters in the drive-room."

Now obviously there was a scene played out here but neither the notes nor my memory provide any clue to what that was.

So I may be crediting Brace with more guile than he had.


The pair went down into the tight confines of the drive room. As he helped her climb down to a subserver, he carefully scanned her mind.

Using his violation glove again and getting a hard hit on Deep Brain Scan.

A vision of blood, violence and death surfaced. Sun argued with a man named Grome outside her bunkroom. Grome had been messing with her stuff. She killed him.

"After we are done here," he said casually, "how about we have some tea?"

"Sure."

Later over tea, he enticed her with his unearthly grace. As she fell under his spell, he slipped a hand on her shoulder and sank his hooks into her mind.

So he succeeds at a number of Weird rolls here. First he used Unnatural lust fixation to seduce Sun. Then using a +1 bonus from the drugs in the tea, he used In-Brain Puppet Strings.

Forgive yourself, he sent into her mind. Sun stiffened. Then Brace let go of his remaining power over her.

"What? What did you do?"

"I hope I helped you."

As Sun cried and smiled, Brace wondered if his powers could do more good than harm.
Midnight and Bigs carried Tatters into the infirmary.

"We found him like this," Ula told Gale. "He's barely breathing."

Gale checked his heartbeat. It throbbed weakly. The medic opened herself to the void and touched the dying boy.

She blinked to find herself in a wooden church.

Tatters hung from the cross at one end. Above a bell tolled. Something scratched at the thick doors.

Voices snarled and screamed, slamming against the door.

The doors shuddered as Gale tried to pull Tatters down. The locks cracked and a mass of reavers spilled into the church.

Gale blinked again as Tatters convulsed on the table.

Gale fails her Healing Touch roll.

The medic broke out the paddles and syringes. After a half hour, she stabilized Tatters but just an inch from death. The boy remained in a coma.
"Did you hear about Tatters?" Bigs told Brace.

"They found him?"

Then Bigs explained what happened.

The pilot stormed down to the brig.

Water and blood stained the metal floor. A wadded up sheet stained red sat in a tub. Above it, the grill of a ventilation duct hung loosely.

Brace reached out his mind for Donna.

But only gets a soft hit to open his brain.

He felt fists hitting flesh. The first struck out at a towering figure. Another face came into focus as the brawler lashed out at them. Shiv.

Brace snapped back to reality. The experience reminded him of the past, of his father and of the abuse he inflicted on his mother.
Vivek's team finished their search for the stowaway an hour ago but he paced in his bunkroom unsatisfied.

He reached out with his mind.

Where could he be? Vivek sensed a space, small but just large enough by the landing gear.

A soft hit on opening his brain.


He grabbed some tools and materials. With booby trap plans on his mind, Vivek headed for the bowls of the ship.
Gale peers down from the bridge into drive room. Brace crouched by one of the drives, tweaking input parameters.

"Brace? You said you could call my brother to us?"

He looked up. "Yes."

"Please could you call Jay? I want to see him."

He stands up. "I'll put out the call."

Brace climbed up into his chair on the lower level of the bridge. He carefully booted the link-flight system and put on the peripherals.

"Bluejay," he called out into the void.

Then as I remember, he failed the roll and we ended the session.

Guess who will be my new threat?

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Play By Chat Pitches 2018

This week I'm presenting the pitches I made for new Play By Post/Chat game. My initial experiment with transitioning my Demon: the Descent game to Play By Post failed. There were several causes. I over extended myself (the demon game tended to involve each PC going off on their own). We had difficulty with engaging all the players (some of whom rely on the social element). The pacing of the game was slow. All of these I hope to resolve in the new game.

The Pitches

I asked my players to rank these on a -5 (hate it) to 5 (love it) scale.

Inhuman Magics (Trail of Cthulhu)


Short pitch: Globe trotting scientists battle sorcerous cults and otherworldly horrors.

It is the 1930s. As political turmoil grows, a small group of academics, scientists, and dabblers in the occult uncover the hints of a supernatural threat to humanity. Witch cults, mad sorcerers, and less human things have begun a war for the secrets to true magic. Some seek to rules the world while others would call down god-like beings whose presence could erase current civilization. Only the investigators have the skills and belief to face this threat.

Inspiration: Indiana Jones, Ninth Gate

Player Characters: Academics, scientists & people associated with academia (former students, doctors, administrators, explorers) who know each other from their time at school (as students or educators) or through mutual friends.

Each has had a brush with the supernatural: a Mythos book or artifact, Fortean phenomenon, a brief glimpse of something not of this world, or an example of magic. Through correspondence with the others you have come together to investigate the Mythos more deeply.

Setting: Based in Western Europe, United States, and/or Canada but with global trotting possibilities (with enough funding); 1930s

The Black Pyramid (Mummy: the Curse/Vampire: the Requiem crossover)


Millenia after the fall of Irem, the Nameless Empire once again rises to claim the dreams and souls of the world. In the Egyptomania of the 19th century, ancient tombs long quiet are opened and withered remains stir to life. The undead revel in the new anonymity of the Industrial Age, sinking their fangs into city flush with new blood and new opportunities. Others with a long point of view plot and plan to bend this new age of science to their will.

Threats abound: soulless vampires, soul eating wizards, mortals wielding strange new science, and ever-present rivals. Who is the Theban and why does that name keep appearing? What secret lies beneath the city and who is really funding those tunnels? Why are the stars going out?

Chronicle Structure: Play would start in the early to mid 19th century. Every story would jump of a decade or two forward. There would also be many flashback scenes to look at the pasts of these ancient characters (and to fill in time, if someone ends up getting particularly active on posts). Overall it would be a sandbox with PCs able to pursue their own agendas. However I will try to push people together in twos and threes.

Player Characters: Mummies (Mummy: the Cursed, basically indestructible servants of a long vanished empire with little initial memory of their pasts and an instinctual duty to seek out offerings for their former (?) masters. They also are served by cults), Elder Vampires (Vampire: the Requiem), and whatever you can pitch to me that works within the campaign frame (basically you need to survive from the mid 19th century to current day and be interested/involved in the big picture).

Possible Locations: London (because of the British Empire, Victorians, and Museums), NYC (because of Museums and being the Axis Mundi), or Chicago (because rivalry with New York, Museums, and possible Mage linkages)

I'm not sure if anyone put this together but this game is essentially playing out the alternate history of the world where the Black Pyramid from the Demon the Descent game originated.

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Space World 2: The Escape

In "The Escape" (session 2 of a co-MC'd Apocalypse World game) our Savvyhead experiments with new drugs, the Angel works on a cure to Krypton Dioxide poisoning, and the Skinner flees an obsessed cult.

In session 2 of our Apocalypse World game Space World, we deal with the problems revealed in session 1. Vivek experiments with some new drugs, Brace continues to push people, and Gale works on a cure to Krypton Dioxide poisoning. Midnight Storm of course needs to escape the Family, a cult obsessed with him.

Current cast:
  • Brace (Brainer): pilot and outsider who likes to get inside people's heads.
  • Midnight Storm (Skinner): teenage post apocalypse rock star.
  • Nightingale (Angel): reserved medic with psychic healing and a lost brother.
  • Vivek (Savvyhead): cutting edge drug maker on the run from drug lords.
By this point in the game we had several Threats in play. There was Krypton Dioxide Poisoning (an Affliction: Disease handled by me), the Family (Brutes: Sybarites), and Spook Bashers (Brutes: Family also handled by me). There might have been more but they were never fully revealed.

Session 2: The Escape

Light streamed through the colorful cloth above as Midnight Storm settled down on some perfumed pillows. Bowls of food and pitchers of fresh water lay on the floor of his room, his cell. He was safe as long as and until he played the concert tomorrow.

The young man scanned the room. Boarded up windows choked off natural light. Amy, his guard, stood near the one door. She smiled and blushed as his eyes settled on her. Even if there were a dozen armed men and woman between him and the outside, this love striken girl could be useful.

Midnight asked her about her life, turning up the charm and complimenting her in all the right ways. He'd met a dozen women like her in the past year and he knew how to open them up.

Midnight Storm seduced Amy with a hard hit.

As she explained how Visage met her mother, he said, "Your dad sounds like a great guy. I'd love to talk to him privately. I want to make tomorrow's show really special for you. I mean all of you."

"Of course," she said.

An hour later he had Visage eating out of palm of his hand. Midnight knew people were fascinated by him if they let him talk long enough. He strung Visage along explaining his plans for the concert.

Midnight used Hypnotize on Visage.

As the station tilted toward sleep cycle, Midnight left the patriarch's chamber unescorted. He made a detour on the way to his cell toward Amy's bedroom.

But he didn't quite get there.

Outside in the growing gloom, Vivek snuck around the Family's cracked wooden home. Reaching down into his pocket, he pulled several spheres containing weaponized hallucinogens. He threw a pair inside and then ran to the front door.

The smoke billowed from the doorway. Screams and confused shouts came from the people inside. As Vivek reached the door, Visage emerged from the cloud, a bandana around his face and a shotgun pointed at the intruder.

Pain laced the drug maker's side as buckshot tore through his clothing and flesh.

I'm not sure what the original ruling was but normally I'd let Vivek act before being shot. Perhaps he failed on a Act Under Fire to gas everyone.

Vivek takes 3-harm from the shotgun blast.


Thinking quick Vivek slammed a final "grenade" in Visage's face. The gas spilled over both of them, leaving them coughing and confused about what was real and what was a hallucination.

Definitely sounds like a soft hit on Acting Under Fire.

Inside Midnight picked his way past his captors as they clawed at walls, cowered in fear or engaged in strange one-sided conversations. He reached a window and peered out.
Midnight made the roll to avoid the hallucinations.

A bullet struck inches from his head. He glimpsed Vivek before ducking back inside.

Midnight moved to the back door instead.

"I'm not really here," he said to man standing guard. "You don't need to stop a hallucination."

The tripped out man stood aside.

A successful manipulate move.

Midnight found Vivek barely standing in the shadow of the building. The musician carefully took Vivek's gun as the drug maker shook and babbled about snakes.

"Calm down," Midnight said softly.

Vivek pulled away weakly, watching imaginary snakes slip out of Midnight's mouth. "We need to get back to the ship," the hallucinating man said.

"Sure," Midnight replied, helping Vivek limp home.
Back on the Starlight, Brace banged on a metal door. "Captain!"

The metal door swung inward. Farley glared from behind his long curly hair, bare-chested and dressed only in a pair of pants.

"What do you want, Brace?" he said, placing one hand on the door frame.

"We need to leave as soon as possible," the pilot replied, moving his gloved hand to the door.

Farley stepped back and scowled. "I told you before we need to be ready first. Tally should have the water filter installed in the morning. But we also need to restock our food supply. And don't forget Midnight."

I am not sure if there was a roll here or if we just made it clear Farley is wise to Brace's tricks.

"Fine," Brace said. "I'll take care of the food."
Elsewhere, Gale scanned the few reports on the symptoms and mechanisms of Krypton Dioxide poisoning. She closed the display. She had to work out her own baseline for the poison. But she needed a test subject.
She headed off the ship.

The market continued to bustle even in the dark. Gale found Bob and Bob's stall empty, the great piles of parts packed away. She asked the vender next door, a porn dealer named Newton, where she could find the Bobs and the child Rum.

"I'd be happy to help," Newton said. "You are a doctor correct? I have this ailment. It is a delicate matter. Perhaps if you could help me I could point you in the right direction.

A soft hit on a Manipulate a person.

A short examination and some suggested treatment later, Gale walked to a beat up shack a few blocks away.

Gale arrived to find the pair finishing dinner.

"I'd like to borrow Rum," she told Bob. "Everyone here has been exposed to a poison from the mines and I'd like to see if I can treat it. No charge of course."

"Charge?" he said before a series of coughs. "You should pay me for his help. I'm not letting him go with some strange doctor, even if he is dying of miner’s lung."

"I'd like to go, uncle," Rum said.

"Go to your room," Bob ordered before turning to Gale. "If you want a guinea pig, you need to compensate me somehow. We need him at the shop. I'm not as young as I used to be. Plus I still have to feed him, even he's helping you."

"Fine, I'll find something to cover your 'costs'."

Gale returned to the ship to get some barter.
Midnight dragged Vivek to the infirmary, leaving a trail of blood though the ship. They found Tally and Skip waiting inside.

"What happened to you?" Tally coughed.

Though I lost the original Krypton Oxide poisoning rules, I know Tally developed an advanced case.


Midnight helped Vivek onto a bed. "Vivek came to rescue me but got shot in the process." He glanced at Tally's graying skin. "Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine, just some bug. I should get some sleep. I was hoping Gale could watch Skip for a while."

Vivek squirmed off the table and flopped on the ground. He gulped air and flopped about like a fish. Which is what he thought he was at the time. Midnight quickly applied some bandages and then unable to wrestle the drug maker back into bed, allowed Vivek flop down the hall to his bunk.

"What is he on now?" Tally asked, watching him go.

"I'm not sure, " Midnight says. "I guess I can't help him. I can watch Skip though. You get some sleep."
In the market, Brace searched the shops for some quick cheap food. A portly man named Nibbles offered him a crate of vintage cat food.
"That will do fine. Can I get a cart?"

"Sure, sure," the fat man said. He looked up and down at Brace as he counted the payment.

"You know, I have a bit of time," Brace started before complimenting Nibbles on his perfect skin. The two retired to the backroom of Nibble's shop.

Brace decided to seduce Nibbles and succeeded. I don't think there was a reason except to make a Weird roll. These days I probably wouldn't even allow a roll.

A half hour later, Brace returned to the ship with the crate of cat food. Gale arrived alongside him the upper cargo bay.

"I was looking for you," she said. "I need some barter to help find a cure to the Krypton Dioxide poisoning."

"I have some to spare." He held out his hand. "But let me read your mind first."

"You are disgusting," she said and stomped off.

Brace scratched his head.
Gale gently knocked on Captain Farley's door. The captain glared at her as the door swung open.

"What is it?" he said, still wearing only pants.

"I need your help," she explained. She outlined her fears about the toxic dust and how she might be able to treat it. "But I need something to trade so I can test it."

"Fine, fine. I suppose I still owe you for the water filter."

I don't believe we had any rolls here. In a way this was issue as it denied Gale experience.

He handed her a music box.

"Thanks Captain."

Gale hurried down the corridors to the aft exit, almost running into a man and woman waiting outside.

"Sorry," she said.

"It's no problem," the woman said. "We were just waiting for one of the crew."

"My name is Morrel," the man said. "This is my wife Tia. We were hoping to get passage on your ship."

"Well that is up to captain, not me," Gale said. "I need to be off."

"I can help you," a voice said from the shadows. Brace emerged from the darkness. "I'll take you to Farley."

Leaving them behind, Gale returned to Bob and Rum's shack.

"Here you are." She handed the old man the music box.

Bob smiled as he rolled it over in his hands. He turned the crank, producing clear metallic tones. Abruptly he looked at Rum. "Well you go earn your keep and help this young woman."

Gale led Rum to the Starlight.
Brace banged Captain Farley's door. Behind him Tia and Morrel glanced at each other.

Midnight walked up behind them. "What's going on, Brace?"

The pilot turned to him, "I need to book passage for these two. What about you?"

Farley's door slammed open. "What are you waking me up for now?!"

The ship's comms crackled to life. "Glub glub glub," said Vivek.

Brace ignored the interruption. "These people want to book passage."

Farley's face smoothed as he scratched his chin. "I can take you to our next port of call. It will cost you. What do you have?"

The couple quickly haggled with Farley, parting with the majority of their savings.

He charged 2-barter and they had 3.

"Midnight, show them someplace to stay," the captain ordered.

"Sure." The musician gestured down the hall. "Come with me."

Farley turned to Brace. "Now leave me alone."

The captain shouted down the hall after them. "And someone get Vivek off the comms!"

Midnight Storm led Tia and Morrel to an empty bunk. Along the way the pair asked him about the ship, his life and finally his religious beliefs.

"Have you ever considered following a higher calling," Tia asked.

"I can't say I've thought about it," the young man said. "I suppose I could see doing that someday, maybe."

I'm not sure what the details were of this threat since it never really blew up.
Brace considered his options. They had food, Midnight Storm and some barter. All that was left was the water filter.
The pilot climbed down to engineering. He found Tatters and Bigs still working on the filters. He joined in and the trio soon finished the job.

"Thanks for the help, Brace," Bigs said, absently scratching the scar near his eye.

"I'm glad we could get this done quickly together," Brace said with a smile.

A leather gloved hand landed on Brace's shoulder.

"Oh hi, Shiv," Brace said, his joy fading. "You want to join us? I think we were planning of playing some cards. Right guys?"

"No, sorry, Brace," Tatters said with a yawn. "I don't know about you but I've been up for 18 hours. It's time for bed."

"You wuss," Bigs called after the grease monkey. He looks at Brace. "I'd stay but Ula is missing me. Have to keep the wife happy."

Brace watched his friends leave. He turned to Shiv.

The balding man smashed his face with a spanner. Brace stumbled back then slammed into Shiv's gut. The two wrestled. Brace's right hand found some skin.

I think this might have been just the outcome of a Act Under Fire as they scuffled.

Brace dug his mind into Shiv's. "Shiv, go lock yourself into the cargo hold."

Brace again gets a hit on In-Brain Puppet Strings.


Shiv grunted but didn't test Brace's hold. As he left, the large man said, "this isn’t over."
Elsewhere most of the crew finally slept.

In the medbay, Gale examined Rum and took some blood samples.

"Can you really cure us," the child asked.

"With a bit of help from our...hortoculturist," she said. "It might take some time though. This would be easier if we had some Gallium Carbide. I should check on Tally. Stay here."

Using the workshop: She needed Vivek and either some time or Gallium Carbide to create a cure.

As the door slid open, Gale ran into Midnight Storm.

"What is going on? How did you get free?" she asked.

Midnight brought her up to speed about Vivek and the rescue. "And now he thinks he is a fish or something. I hope he sleeps it off soon."

The medbay door opened again and Tally stumbled in. The young mother's skin was a light gray. Nightingale helped her to bed.

"I need Vivek now," Gale said.

Gale and Midnight searched the ship for the wounded man. Moments after they left, Brace entered the medbay.

"Hey," Rum said.

Brace ignored the child, hsi attention focused on Tally breathing weakly on a bed. The monitor nearby beeped weakly.

"Where is Gale?" he asked.

"Um, I think she and the other guy were looking for someone called Vivek. She said she could cure everyone with his help."

Brace raced out of the room.
Midnight moved through the ship, checking bunks and storage areas for Vivek. As he reached the aft port, he stopped. He looked out fearing the Family might have recovered and be on their way. He locked the hatch.
Vivek waked up. Cold water crashed down on him. He fumbled for the shower knobs. His head clear, he dried off and headed for his bunk.

"Wait up!" Gale shouted. "I need your help."

The medic outlined her plan to him.

"That could work," Vivek responded. "But we don't have enough time to get the Gallium Carbide. Those people will be here for Midnight Storm soon."
Brace and Midnight arrived at the captain’s door at the same time. They glanced at each other and then knocked.

Farley emerged with bags under his eyes. "What the hell is it now?"

"We need to leave soon," Midnight said.

"It's not safe here," Brace added. "People are after Midnight."

"And the dust here is toxic," Midnight said.

"I've gotten us food," Brace told Farley. "The water filter is fixed and you can see that Midnight Storm is safely aboard."

The captain rubbed his head. "Fine. Get a head count."

I probably would include a Manipulate a Person roll here.

The pair split up and counted up the crew. The exterior hatches rang with the sounds of people banging to get in.

Midnight arrived at the bridge a short while later. He found Brace already there. "I saw everyone except Shiv."

"Shiv is on board," Brace assured him.

"Okay," sighed Farley. "Gets us out of here."
A light blinked on Brace's consol.

"The secondary port hatch isn't fully closed, Captain."

"Midnight, Bigs, check it out."

Down in the bowls of the Starlight, the pair discover a slow air leak from an improperly latched door.

"I'm a little worried," Midnight said. "I didn't close this door. Someone might have slipped on board before we took off."
An hour later, Gale finished patching up Vivek and Brace. As she gently placed a bandage on the pilot's temple, she heard a tolling bell.

I'm not sure what threat that related to.
Shiv finally showed up at dinner. Throughout the meal, he didn’t talk.

The captain spoke up as the main course was served. "I've decided our next destination is Megaton. We should all be able to do some trading there in safety."
After dinner, Gale helped Vivek into a space suit. As the Starlight passed a clump of asteroids, the pair did an EVA.

Vivek waved a scanner around, detecting Gallium Carbide in a swiftly spinning rock. As he grabbed it, he heard something inside his suit.

"Pull me in! There's something out here with me."

Gale reeled him in but they found nothing with him when he arrived besides the rock.

This might have been the first instance of my new space madness threat.

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Space World 1: Asteroid Base, Part 2

Continuing our first session of co-MC'ing Apocalypse World, events continue to snowball. Troubles get worse as sex and violence dominate the action.

Details on the characters can be found here and here. We left with the group divided: Brace doing drugs with a thug named Rocks, Nightngale shopping, Vivek returning to the ship with a sex slave, and Midnight Storm fleeing a cult.

The Asteroid Base

Back at the market Brace split from Rocks and wandered the market. Curious and bored, he opened his mind to the psychic maelstrom. His mind spun out away from the community into space. He saw dust coating the asteroid swirling about him. He glimpse his companions: Vivek leaving a gray place of smoke and poison, Gale trading with dying men, and Midnight fleeing a crowd high on the fumes of local herbs.

Brace snapped out of his vision and hurried back to the ship. He passed Gale still sifting through the junk bins and warned her, "We need to get back to the ship, it is dangerous here."

Gale ignored him and asked Rum, the child behind the counter, "Was there something you wanted to tell me?"

"I saw one of the men from your ship, the musician. He went off with the Family. They are dangerous."

"Stop bothering the customer," Bob said, shoving the boy into the back. "Please excuse the nosy child. I told his dying mother I'd watch out for the miscreant."

"That's fine," she said. "Which way does this 'Family' live?"

Bob pointed the way between coughs.

Gale barely exited the market however before she spotted Midnight running towards her. Rips cover his blood stained pants.

"This way," she said leading him back to the Starlight.

At the dockyard, she and Midnight overheard Brace and Farley arguing.

"We need to get out of here now," Brace said loudly.

Captain Farley informed the pilot, "We haven't completed resupplying. Besides all you've described is visions of dust, drugs and some over excited fans. As far as I can tell that's better than most of our stops."

Just then Gale and Midnight reached the entryway. Farley halted his conversation and helped Midnight inside. Brace slipped close to Gale, his hand slipping toward hers.

She grabbed his wrist hard and slammed him against the metal wall. "Don't do that again. Not if you value your arm."

Denied. I don't recall the original ruling but I probably would have used Act Under Fire with Interference followed by Go Aggro. Or maybe just the later if Gale was quicker describing her action.

Brace backed off and everyone else headed to the medbay.

Elsewhere in the bowels of the ship Vivek led Donna to his bunk. The junkie disrobed for her new owner, the drugs and abuse long having broken her will. Vivek spent sometime afterwards reading her history from her spare frame.

In other words using the Savvyhead sex move to apply Things Speak to a person.

In the medbay Gale decided to use her psychic talents to patch up Midnight. As her hand touched his skin, the sound of a tolling bell resounded in their minds. Their thoughts drifted together as a connection formed between them.

Gale missed her roll on Healing Touch.

Gale remembered being in an escape pod with her brother, Bluejay, the air growing thin. Midnight’s mind shot to Lilly Pad base burning.

"Gale," Tally said, perhaps for the third time, snapping the pair out of it. Skip pulled at her pants from behind the woman.

"Oh sorry, Tally. Did you need something?" Gale asked.

"Just wanted to talk about the filter system," she said, coughing. Skip pulled at her leg again. "Not now Skip."

"I'll take care of him," Midnight said, leading the young child into the hall.

Tally and Gale quickly talked about the status of the water filters.

Then Tally asked, "What is going on between you and Midnight? I know you have a thing for him. Did I come in at a bad time?"

Gale denied anything of the sort. She then noticed the same gray tinge to Tally's skin as the inhabitants of the base.

In the hallway, Midnight showed Skip some of the basics of playing the guitar.

Donna walked by, her eyes locking with Midnight. She smiled suggestively and said she'd like to 'talk'.

Midnight turned to Skip. "You stay here, okay." Then the teenage rocker headed off with Donna.

Midnight tends to let his hormones make the decisions, at least at this point in the story.

It took some time, but he did eventually talk to her, entrancing her as much if not more than she did to him.

In other words he hypnotizes Donna with his Sex move.

After stewing a while, Brace decided to see if he could convince Gale of the danger. He found her in the medbay. When he described the dust cloaking the asteroid, it reminded her of the coughing and gray skin she encountered in the market. She agreed to help but she needed a sample to analyze.

Brace walked off to find some from the ship’s air filtration system.

Down in engineering, Brace approached Shiv. "I need you to pull some dust from the air duct?"

The older man grunted. "I need to finished the engine tune up first. I'll get to it later."

"No I need you to do this now," Brace said.

As he reached for Shiv's beefy arm, the balding engineer caught his wrist and smacked him with a spanner.

Brace fell to the floor in pain. Prone, he grabbed Shiv's bare ankle. The spook pushed his desire into Shiv's mind. Then he yanked on Shiv's mind with all his might.

I believe Brace failed a Manipulate and then did something silly like Go Aggro. He took some harm and then succeeded in using Puppet Strings. He inflicted 1-harm ap just because he can.

Blood dripped from Shiv's nose.

"Now get that dust from the filters," Brace ordered, his head aching from the blow.

Shiv glared at him and stiffly climbed a ladder into the ducts.

Brace returned to the medbay with a icepack on his head and metal box of dust. Gale checked him for a concussion and then fed the sample into medbay computer.

It is a workshop.


The spectroanalysis revealed the dust contains toxic levels of Krypton Dioxide, possibly from the asteroid's Gallium mines. Brace and Gale went to talk to the captain.

They found Farley on the bridge talking with three men in fatigues. "So what H?," the captain asked. "You want to hire Midnight Storm to give a concert?"

"It would be good for the community. Take their mind off the recent deaths."

"That's fine by me, but I'm not his manager."

"Tell him I'm offering a barrel of copper wiring."

4-barter.

"Okay, I will." After H left with his men, he turned to the others. "What do you want?"

Brace and Gale told him about the dangers of staying here. Farley rubbed his chin. "I'm not sure we can just take off and go. Tally told me she still needs several more hours to fix the water filters. Then there's this business opportunity."

"We need to go now," Brace said.

Suddenly one of the crew, Tatters, stumbled into the room. The skinny grease monkey slammed to the floor as Visage entered with a shotgun leveled at the Farley and Brace. His "family" fanned out behind him, armed with clubs and rusty guns.

"We want Midnight Storm," Visage demanded. "Otherwise we will decorate your ship with your entrails."

Hearing the commotion, Midnight rushed to the bridge. A pair of women with shears stopped him before he reached the door.

"No need for violence," the musician said, raising his hands. "I'll play for you but only if you leave peacefully."

Midnight manipulated the gang and succeeded.

Visage considered his options. "You do a concert tomorrow. and you come with us until then."

"Fine."

The Family surrounded Midnight Storm and they left the Starlight.